#minsung angst

[queenmea604]

You're So Dumb ( Minsung )

➣ Pairing : Minho x Jisung x F!reader

➣ Genre : Fluff, Angst, Smut

➣ Words Count : 11.7k

➣ Warnings : MDI!!, Death, Cursing, Fingering (F), Oral (M&F), Unprotected sex (Don't do it), Double peneration, Anal sex, Mentions of getting pregnant, inexperience reader

➣ Synopsis : Minho and Jisung been a couple for a years when suddenly you transfer to both of their college, Your innocent captive both of the male hearts for the first time but you so dumb to realize that when they both be your friends only to win your heart

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Thanks to my babe @lyramundana become my beta reader for this story & she make smutty part more hot as i don't really know write smut part, hope everone who reading this enjoy ❤️‍🔥

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Jisung and Minho left class together after the professor dismissed all of the students. Jisung, as usual, would be chatting happily with his boyfriend when something caught his eyes. He stopped mid away from his talking, which made Minho give him a confused face, since Jisung suddenly was sharing the new games he played last night. Minho tried to find the source that grabbed Jisung’s attention and so he followed the boy’s look. 50 meters away from the couple, stood you, who looked completely lost in the hallway while looking around for help to search for your class, since you were recently transferred and everything was unknown to you.

You wanted to approach the students despite your shyness, since you knew you had to leave your comfort zone sooner or later and interact with real people, so when two attractive males came towards you, you were obviously taken aback with their presence and so you sheepishly smiled at them with blushing face, like a cherry, and you didn't expect the guy who looked so much like a squirrel cheerfully greet you.

" Hi " He waved at you with a bright smile while the other male only stared at you.

" Hi " You waved back at him.

" Are you new here? " He asked you with a kind smile.

" Uhm, yes " You answered shyly.

" We can help you if you want " The other guy offered.

You felt grateful for the gesture, that meant so much with the hard time you were having, so you introduced yourself and told them your situation.

" I'm Y/n L/n " You said your full name.

" I'm Han Jisung and this guy is Lee Minho " Jisung excitedly introduced himself and Minho to you with a happy expression.

You smiled back at them, and Jisung began to help you find your class, which was set to begin in a few minutes, with Minho quietly following both of you from behind with a cold face without speaking. While you and Jisung talked about your respective study majors, Jisung's eyes sparkled as he talked to you, finding you so cute and beautiful at the same time. If he wasn’t dating Minho and loved him with all his being, he would feel like falling in love with you. Once you arrived to your designated class, you thanked the couple and entered the classroom, leaving them in the empty hallway.

After class,

You walked towards the cafeteria to get some food when someone stopped you on your tracks. A tall boy with flawless skin looked at you, with a sweet smile painted on his lips. You eyed him curiously, having no idea who he was, so you asked if he needed something. 

" I just want to know your name " He stared at you.

" I'm Y/n L/N " You introduced yourself.

" Nice to meet you, I'm Choi Soobin but you can just call me Soobin " He smiled, showing his dimple.

You poked it without thinking, and when you realized, your face become red from pure embarrassment, but Soobin just laughed at your cute action.

" I see that you like my dimple " Soobin teased you.

" I'm sorry " You apologize with a small voice but Soobin just shrugged it off.

" Let's go eat something, I’d like us to be friends " Soobin softly pulled you inside the cafeteria.

You followed his lead into the busy place, and few eyes glanced at your direction. Mostly guys that shamelessly checked you out, which made you uncomfortable, and Soobin, noticing this, turned around just to give them all a stern glare. Soobin shielded you from their eyes.

" Ignore them, they’re just creeps with nothing better to do" Soobin guided your body to the counter so you guys could pick your food.

You found an empty table at the corner of the cafeteria. You took the first bite and your eyes widened in surprise by how good it was, while Soobin giggled at your reaction. The food was great and it gave you energy to continue your day. You guys chatted, talking about yourselves, when you heard a familiar voice from the distance and you looked up to the source. You see Jisung and Minho entering the cafeteria with some friends, talking among themselves, and you can’t help but notice they’re all as handsome. You stare at them for a while, then you shake your head out of the trance and try to focus on the story Soobin was telling you.

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Jisung had been glancing at your table when you laughed at something Soobin told you. He immediately noticed your figure when he and the others entered, but seeing you with someone else he didn’t know, he decided not to approach you. Jisung kept staring at you, admiring your laugh, until someone snapped their fingers in front of his face and abruptly woke him up from his trance. Jisung looked at the person responsible, Changbin.

" What do you want, Hyung? " Jisung felt annoyed by the interruption, which stopped him from seeing your cute laugh.

" Dude, you keep eyeing that lady over there, while your boyfriend is literally by your side " Changbin said sarcastically.

Jisung turned to Minho, who looked surprisingly calm despite Jisung’s shameless ogling. The boy didn’t seeme to be jealous or bothered in any way. This confused not only Minho, but also the rest of the group, who expected a very different reaction from Minho. 

" Hyung, you look weird today " Felix comment about his behaviour.

" What do you mean? What makes me look weird today? " Minho asked calmly the freckled boy.

" You always get mad when others stare at your Hannie too long or when he even looks at strangers, but now you don’t even care he’s ogling at some girl " Seungmin answered instead.

" Well, it's not like you’re making advances on her, right, Jagi? " Minho turned to his boyfriend.

Jisung blinked repeatedly, trying to process what just happened right now. Minho continued to eat, not caring about his friends and boyfriend’s obvious shock.

" 하지만 그 여자는 예쁘다 ( she really is pretty ) " Bang Chan and Hyunjin commented about you, throwing you a quick look.

The couple immediately turned their heads toward those two, frowning. Jisung felt like protesting but someone beat him to it.

" Don't look at her " Minho snapped at the boys.

Minho’s voice felt like a warning. Both males looked at Minho, narrowing they eyes at him until Bang Chan let out a teasing smile for Minho. Jisung also smiled meaningfully at his boyfriend.

" Oh... You sound so possessive " Hyunjin wiggled his eyebrow at Minho, but the boy ignored his teasing.

" I’m serious. We’ll have problems otherwise" Minho said to everyone like he was talking about the weather, not knowing that Jisung felt giddy about his threats. 

" Tch... You already have your boyfriend,and she seems to be single, so what's the problem? " Seungmin rolled his eyes.

" What the fuck did I say? " Minho slapped Seungmin lightly in the head with his palm, which made the younger boy glare at him.

Jisung calmed Minho down before he actually started a fight with Seungmin, while Bang Chan held Seungmin from getting up from the chair. The others only watched the scene in front of them with indifference.

After lunch,

You said your goodbyes to Soobin after you guys had to part ways for class. You searched for your next one and you, this time, you found it quickly before having to ask for help. You entered the still empty class and sat in the middle row seats, when the class door opened abruptly and two boys entered the classroom while chatting with each other. Jisung's smile widened at seeing her in his and Minho’s next class. Jisung guessed you’ll have the same subjects as them after this one, so he pulled Minho behind him to sit besides you. 

" Well, hello again " Jisung greeted you with enthusiasm.

You lifted up your face to see the boy standing by your side with his boyfriend, and you offered them a friendly smile. 

" Hello " You shyly greeted them back..

" Can we sit down with you? " Jisung asked, seemingly uncaring whether Minho wanted to sit with you or not.

" Sure, the seat is all yours " You gestured for them.

A few more people arrived, but you were more focused on the book you brought to kill time before class while the couple besides you were playing with their phones. Then, you felt someone approaching you. 

" Excuse me " The person spoke with a timid voice.

The three of you looked up. A cute boy was standing at your left side with a shy smile.

" Yes? " You questioned him.

" Can I sit here? " He looked directly at you and offered a sweet smile.

" Sure " You were kinda taken aback, but saw no problem with it, so you moved slightly to the side to let him sit, not knowing that two people weren’t exactly comfortable with the guy being close to you. 

Minho and Jisung were burning with a strange feeling they knew that they shouldn’t be having, and only because a cute guy was speaking to her with obvious interest. They still kept sending daggers in his direction,but they quickly looked away when you suddenly turned your head at them. You felt like someone kept staring at you, but you saw no one in particular paying attention. It weirded you out, but you let it slide, thinking it was your imagination.

Jisung and Minho communicated silently about that guy who kept you distracted. Jisung pouted a little bit while glancing at you, who seemed too engrossed speaking with the guy, ignoring them completely. Minho also felt like pouting but he hid better than Jisung, pulling his poker face. The professor finally entered the class with a stern face.

" Alright, everyone put down your phones and silence. The class has started." She spoke loudly to make sure everyone heard.

People obeyed and put down their phones or any distractions they were indulging in. No one wanted to be kicked out of class already.

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Once the class was over, you began to put everything in your bag and hurried to get out of college. You were walking while searching frantically for something in your bag, until one strong hand grasped your right arm, forcing you to stop and bump into a firm chest. You felt a strong wind past your side and you managed to see a car drove at fast speed. It would have been a tragedy if someone didn’t pull you back. 

You turned to meet your savior and saw one pair of beautiful brown eyes looking deeply to you. It was Minho. 

Your cheeks felt hot as you took in his beautiful features, so you looked away before you embarrassed yourself further.

" Thank you, Minho - ssi " You couldn’t bring yourself to look at him after what just happened. 

" You need to pay more attention where you go, it's dangerous for a clumsy girl like you " Minho flicked your forehead with his fingers.

You rubbed your forehead after that with a pout.

" That hurt " You glared at him, while Minho kept his calm face.

" Next time don't be so reckless, you would’ve died if I haven’t been there " He told you in a way that made him sound like an older brother speaking to his younger sibling.

" Fine, I’ll be more careful from now on " You say with a defeated tone.

Your phone started to ring and you hurried to respond. After seeing the person calling, you answered excitedly, not caring Minho was listening. 

" Unnie! " You exclaimed on the phone.

Your sister greeted you on the other side, and both of you chatted while Minho just listened to the conversation, walking with you. He kept you company in silence.

Half a year later,

After you and Minho became somewhat close, it was only matter of time before you befriended Jisung too, and so the three of you became almost inseparable. Despite the trust you guys had between you, you couldn’t even suspect the biggest secret that they kept from you. You got to knew they were dating practically since their first day in college, and sometimes, when you saw how loving and infatuated they acted with each other, you couldn’t help a tiny bubble of envy at the display. You guys were spending time together as usual, and you let out a sigh. 

" What’s up with you in the morning? " Jisung questioned her.

" Nothing, it just.. sometimes I feel lonely seeing you both together. I just wish that I also had someone to treat me like that " You admitted.

Minho and Jisung exchanged a glance after you said that. You don't notice how they frown when you mention getting a boyfriend for yourself.

" We can treat you like that too if you want " Minho tried to give her a hint but of course she didn’t understand it.

" Forget it, I don't wanna be a third wheel in your relationship " You put your chin at your palm while sipping your water.

"Who said anything about third wheel? You can be part of this relationship too " Jisung tried to give you another hint.

You shook your head at them while making at x with your arms. They frown a bit, thinking you’re rejecting them.

"I can’t, if I want to be part of you guys, we need to fall in love with each other first " You answered with a serious face.

Both of them mentally face palmed with at your blindess for not getting what they were trying to tell you. That they were already falling in love with you. On the other hand, you don’t want to ruin your friendship with them by getting in between their beautiful relationship. 

" I adore her but she’s really dumb " Minho whispered to Jisung besides him.

" We just need to find another way to make sure she understands” Jisung replied. 

Minho respected his boyfriend’s determination to court you, even though they’ve already thrown all kind of hints at you and tried everything to make you see what they felt for you, to no avail. You were completely ignorant to it all, never realizing or understanding their words, which made Minho kinda lose hope but Jisung refused to give up and was resolved to make you their girlfriend already. They would have to seduce you until you were head over heels for them.

You squint your eyes when you saw Jisung grinning to no one while Minho looked lost in his thoughts. You slam your hand against the table to make them snap out of it.

" What are you thinking about? " You curiously asked them.

" Nothing in particular " Jisung simply answered, not looking at your face.

' Weird ' You thought.

A while later,

Soobin approached the table where you three were sitting. You narrowed your eyes at his dejected face. Soobin didn't say anything, just flopped besides you and had you all wondering what was wrong with him. You nudged his arm and he looked up to you with sad eyes.

" Y/n " Soobin mumbled.

" What? " You knew that something was bothering him.

" What are you supposed to do if your crush doesn't get your hints that you like them? " Soobin give you a question.

" Well, she must really dumb then " You replied back to Soobin.

Jisung and Minho deadpanned at your answer, since you were the only one dumb enough to not pick on the obvious signs they had been giving you for months. 

" Huhu... She doesn’t respond to my signs. Either she doesn’t get them or she just doesn’t like me back " Soobin sobbed at your shoulder and you slowly patted his shoulder to comfort him.

" Chaeryeong will never understand what you’re saying unless you tell her directly what you feel. You should confess your feelings for her right away instead of waiting for her to read your signs" You told the crying boy.

" Should I.. really do that? " Soobin stared at you with hopeful puppy eyes

" Yes. If you want, we can help you with the confession " You glanced at Minho and Jisung, who looked at you shocked.

" We don't wanna be involved in your plan " Minho protested.

" Pretty please?  " You gave them your best puppy eyes, and Minho’s heart started to beat faster at your cuteness.

Jisung enjoyed seeing his boyfriend’s reaction and was curious to see his response after your pleading. Finally, the older boy sighed.

" Okay fine " Minho said in defeat.

You and Soobin cheered together. The three of them started to think of a plan for Soobin to confess and he listened with rapt attention. Your idea was hiding somewhere near with the boys when Soobin confessed to Chaeryeong, in case he needed some assistance. You were so excited about explaining everything to Soobin that you didn’t notice the adoring gaze the couple were giving you.

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Minho was waiting for Jisung outside the bathroom when he saw you walking down with another guy. He was tall, at least compared to himself and Jisung, and you were smiling at him in a way you never did around Minho and Jisung or any of your friends, so he assumed the worst.

Jisung got out the from bathroom, only to catch his boyfriend looking fixated in a certain point, so he followed his eyes and saw you walking with another guy, laughing together with him. Jisung tilted his head a little to get a better view of the mysterious boy but he furrowed his eyebrows when he recognized the face.

" Why is Wonpil Sunbaenim with her? " Jisung asked, seeing you with their senior. 

Minho shrugged his shoulder as a reply. They were tempted to follow you both, but they already agreed with their own friends to meet up at their dorm to hang out, so they ended up continuing their way as you faded from their sight.

Next day,

Jisung or Minho didn't see you at class, and they both thought you were running late. However, the class already started and there was no sign of you, making them worried that the professor would punish you if you arrived too late. They were unable to focus with your absence.

They didn’t see you the whole day, so they came to the conclusion you had something important to do, until they came across Soobin with his new girlfriend, who explained them the situation.

" Ohh... Minho and Jisung Hyung " Soobin greeted the boys, who just stared at him.

" Y/n is sick today, that's why she didn’t come. She told me to tell you, since you didn’t reply to her messages " Soobin told them.

Minho rushed to check his phone and, just like Soobin said, you sent him a message claiming you caught a cold and asking them to take notes for you so you could catch up to class. Minho immediately replied to your texts.

Minho Are you ok? Y/N I'm fine, just a fever Minho Me and Jisung will visit you after class, you need anything? Y/N Can you bring me some food? Minho Of course. Take care Y/N

Thanks

Minho closed his phone and told Jisung about his idea to visit your dorm this afternoon and bring your favorite snacks to cheer you up.  Both of them thanked Soobin for the information and hurried to do their own thing.

After class,

Minho’s class ended earlier than usual, which gave him more time to cook you some food while Jisung’s class finished. Both of them went towards your dorms, carrying the food and notes you asked them for. Jisung knocked at the door until it cracked open, with standing in front of them with a tired face.

" You’re here already " You said in a weak tone.

" You already ate? " Minho questioned you after seeing your condition.

" Not yet " You let them enter your empty dorm.

You lived alone, so there was no roommate to take care of you. You laid down at the sofa in living room with a blanket wrapped around your body, while Minho took out the food from the container and Jisung helped him to bring the warm food to you.

" Eat this, Hyung cooked personally for you " Jisung spilled the truth behind the food they brought for you.

" Aww... So sweet of you, Minnie " You sent the male a sugary smile as you took your first bite.

Minho was glad that you enjoyed the food, previously worried that the fever wouldn’t let you enjoy the taste of it. When you finished, you tried to put the dirty plate at the sink to wash it but Minho softly pushed you away from it to take over, leaving you to rest. You went back to the sofa with Jisung, walking with the blanket wrapped around you like a burrito. You felt drowsy after eating and struggled to keep your eyes opened. After all, the boys took time to visit you so you felt it was quite rude to fall asleep with them present.

" C’mon, let’s go to bed. You’re sick, you shouldn’t be pushing yourself much " Jisung helped you stand up and took you to your bedroom.

He made you lay down on the bed and placed a blanket on your body. Your eyes couldn’t remain open anymore, so you gave up and finally let sleep take over your body. Jisung caressed your hair softly while Minho put a wet cloth on top of your forehead, and so they both looked after you for the remaining day. Minho held your hand and played with your fingers to distract himself, but Jisung could see his boyfriend’s distress at your state.

Minho never showed this worry toward someone else apart from him or their friends, so Jisung knew how important you truly were for him, Jisung didn't feel jealous at all at the realization, already come to terms that he cherished you just as much. He didn’t want to think about the possibility of you with other boys that weren't them. Jisung wanted to make you their lover, their wife even, and he knew Minho felt exactly the same way. They weren’t just a couple, they were soulmates, and so their minds were always connected, reading each other’s intentions. Jisung only wished that one day you would finally see their love for you and accepted to be theirs.

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Once you recovered from the cold you didn’t waste time in returning to class, but one day, when you opened your locker, something strange happened. You saw a gift inside without any notes or name of the person who sent it to you. You took it out from your locker and saw it was your favorite candy. You looked around to see if you could maybe catch a glimpse of the responsible, but there was no one near. You entered your class, which was already filled with a few students, and took your usual seat to open the candy. Minho and Jisung approached you, exchanging a knowing grin at the candy in your hands.

You greeted them as you tasted your gift. Jisung placed his hand on your forehead to check if you still had some fever, but your skin felt normal and didn’t even look pale as before. Then, the teacher arrived and all chats were cut sharply at his presence.

Break time,

You were with the boys on the way to buy your food and spend the break hour with others. The three of you got what you wanted and walked towards your already designated table.

" Hey, Y/n " Felix waved his tiny hand toward you with his usual bright smile.

" Hey, Felix " You put your food beside Changbin as you replied to the freckled boy.

" Are you healthy now? " Changbin asked first.

" I'm better now, thanks to both of them for acting like my personal nurses " You glanced at your best friends with a soft smile.

The other boys gave the couple teasing looks, but Minho was quick to glare at them until they resorted to eating in fear of his reaction. While nine of you chatted happily, a girl came towards their table with a seductive smile directed at Minho and Jisung, but neither of them acknowledged her presence.

" Hello " She greeted everyone in table except for you, to whom she rolled her eyes at.

" Who are you? " Chan asked, raising his eyebrow in her direction with zero interest.

" I'm Tiffany, and I wanted to talk with these hotties right here " She battled her eyelashes at the boys.

Minho straight up ignored her and put his attention on you, who were also ignoring the Tiffany girl as you talked with Changbin, who didn’t seem to care about the girl in front of their table either. Hyunjin and the others didn’t hide their disgusted faces at Tiffany’s fake chirpy voice when she talked to the couple, and Jisung didn’t bother to even look at her. Tiffany could see how both boys absolutely ignored her and looked at you instead. 

" Uhm... Well, it seems like no one here wants to talk to you, so you can leave. " Seungmin never held back when it came to put people in their place, and right now, he didn’t miss a second to tell Tiffany where was hers.  

" Yeah, we’re not really interested in being friends with girls, sorry" Changbin barely spared the girl a glance before returning all his attention to his food.

Tiffany scoffed in disbelief and offense, before pointing at you and sputtered some words that made more than one in the table felt their blood boil.

" Then what about this slut here, uh?! She's also a girl and you’re all hanging out with her. Did she fuck all of you and earned the privilege!? " Tiffany exclaimed with rage, obviously petty about being so plainly rejected.

Everyone at the table glared at Tiffany for even suggesting such things in front of them and they had every intention to show her how wrong she was, but before any of them could stand up to put her down a few pegs, you spoke calmly without looking at the girl.

" With all respect, you're the only slut I see here. With the way you’re dressed I can’t tell if you’re here to study or get some clients. And for your information, I didn’t need to seduce either of them to sit at their table, but I guess you don’t know how to do that, right? " You were shy and hated conflicts, sure, but after dealing with fever for days and the stress of exams, you didn’t have the mental energy to just ignore her. You just wanted to eat peacefully and be with your friends. 

Tiffany’s face became fully red, either from embarrassment, anger, or both. In a fit, she grabbed a cup of coffee and threw the liquid at your clothes, making you yelp and jump off your seat at the burning feeling on your skin. Jisung had enough and stood up, pushing his chair backwards and roughly grabbing Tiffany by the collar of her shirt. 

" What the fuck is your problem, bitch?! Weren’t we fucking clear enough?! We don’t want anything to do with garbage like you. Pull that shit again and I’ll break your hands " Jisung’s grip started to hurt the girl, and Chan had to intervene to pull him away before he actually hit her.

Minho helped to fix your clothes a bit after what happened and he brough you to the nearest bathroom so she would wash her skin and made sure it didn’t get severely burnt. The others handled Tiffany for good. Jisung arrived to the bathroom shortly after calming down to check on you guys.

" How is she? " Jisung asked his boyfriend, both of them waiting outside the women’s bathroom.

" She’s good.. I think, but her skin got burned a little "

Their eyes immediately fled at you once you stepped out, fresh tears in your eyes from the pain and humiliation, and with coffee stains still in your clothes. Their heart broke at seeing you like that, so they hugged you tightly to comfort you. You returned their hug eagerly.

" Want to go back to your dorm? " Minho asked her in a whisper, caressing her head.

You nodded at him, and they accompanied you after telling the others they were leaving. You opened the door quickly and the boys stepped right behind you. You changed your clothes and saw some red spot on your shoulder from the burn. You’ll have to cover that somehow, at least until it wasn’t so visible. 

But the boys could see that mark clearly and it made them clench their fists until their knuckles turned white. You didn’t dare to look at their faces, worried that it’ll only ignite their anger more and make them do something stupid. You knew they were probably blaming themselves for what happened. Minho stood in front of you and did something that  caught completely off guard and made your heart flutter intensely. He kissed your burnt shoulder. 

You stared at him in disbelief and a quickly blushing face, while Jisung looked at your reaction with amusement. 

" Wh- why did- you do that? " You had trouble speaking.

" To ease the pain a little " Minho replied casually, like he didn’t care about it.

You felt like your heart was about to burst out of your chest after that unexpected gesture, and you felt your face even hotter than your shoulder when the coffee fell, which made Jisung coo at you. You glared at him for his teasing, and maybe from not stopping his partner from doing that.

" You both should go back to campus. You guys have another class soon" You hurried both of them out of your dorm.

Both boys gave you a cheeky smile before they were practically kicked out of your dorm and had the door slammed on their faces. You laid your forehead against the door, hand placed where your heart was beating erratically, and the scene of Minho's kiss your shoulder kept on playing inside your head. You tried your best to forget it because you didn’t want to give yourself fake hope. He probably just wanted to make you feel better with a cute gesture. That’s all.

{Time Skip}

You sat down on a bench with tears running down your cheeks. Your sister called you early in the morning and told you that your grandfather passed away. You wouldn’t see him ever again. You cried as silently as you could while students passed by you and looked concerned. In the distance, two figures approached the girl to try and surprise her, but froze in shock at seeing her shoulders shaking and hearing her sobs. 

Jisung immediately sat next to you and rubbed your back to calm you down a bit, while Minho sat at the other side with a worried expression plastered on his face. You couldn’t bring yourself to utter any words, but seeing them made you cry harder. 

" What happened, kitty? Please, tell us " Minho gently asked.

Your puffy eyes looked at him and Minho felt the strong urge to kiss your pout away., He cleaned the tears from your face and showed you he was more than ready to listen.

" My- my... " You choked on your words, feeling the sobs coming again, before continuing with the sentence.

" My grandfather passed away and I- I can't see him for- the last time. I wouldn’t see him again " You took a deep breath so that you could stop crying, but it was useless.

Both of them stared at you with sadness and engulfed you in their warm arms. You sobbed on their shoulders, leaving wet spots from your tears in their clothes. 

They helpless look at each other as you keep crying, their hearts shattering at not knowing how to help you.

" It's okay, everything will be just fine " Minho rubbed your shoulder to reassure you.

" What should I do now? " You sniffled on Minho’s arms with a puffy face.

Your body was welcomed by Minho and Jisung, and with their support, they pushed you to let all your emotions out, in the safety of their arms. 

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Few weeks later

You stared at the present inside your locker when you went to grab your notebook. In the past few months, you’ve been getting presents from an anonymous person and you didn’t have the slightest clue about who could be.

" Hey, Y/n " Minho tapped your shoulder softly.

" Minho " You gave him a bright smile, which came out naturally when he or Jisung were near. 

" Another gift? " Jisung asked you from behind Minho’s. 

You nodded at him while opening the present and find your favorite chocolate inside. You pouted after seeing it, since you had in mind to throw the whole thing away, but since it was your favorite treat, you were incapable. 

" You should eat it, isn’t it one of your favorites? " Both Minho and Jisung told you simultaneously, which made them look at each other weirdly.

You didn't notice the identical grin on their faces. You really had no idea who could be sending you these stuff, which in reality it was the men behind you, simply because they wanted to cheer you up after suffering and because they indirectly wanted show their love for you. The three of you walked back to class and gossiped around. 

After class,

When were getting out of the classroom, you were met by Wonpil in front of the door, who smiled sweetly at you and unknowingly made the boys burn with jealousy.

" Can I borrow her for a moment, guys? " Wonpil asked the males, who looked ready to kill him just by their gazes alone. 

" Sure, Huung " Both of them gave him the same fake smile. 

Wonpil pulled you away and made it impossible to heard what he was saying to you. Both boys had to grasp unto every bit of self-control in their beings to not snatch you away and glue to back to their sides, but they respected you too much for that. Wonpil whispered something at you and you nodded occasionally to let him know you were paying attention. Wonpil let you go after he was done and left the hallway as you returned with your best friends, who were very eager to have you back. 

" What did Woonpil Sunbae want from you? " Jisung was the first to ask.

" Nothing important, just wanted my help with something " You avoided looking at them while answering. 

Jisung exchanged a suspicious glance with Minho, but they silently agreed to not question you more, especially seeing that you didn’t give more details, so they simply continued their way towards the cafeteria to meet the others. After you picked your trail of food, you started to seach your way to the table where the others were already sitting, when someone blocked your way. Well, not just someone, but non other that the annoying girl that threw coffee at you.

Tiffany didn't let you walk away from her, instead she with her friends was giving you a dirty look that was supposed to be threatening, but you returned their glares with as much interest as if they were dead rats. Before Tiffany could get to do anything to you, Jeongin approached your side and his posture alone was enough to make them leave hurriedly. help you out. Tiffany frowned at being stopped from continuing her “revenge”, but she eventually left. 

" Are you okay, Noona? " Jeongin walked beside you until both of you arrived to table.

" I'm fine, Innie. Thanks for the help" You patted his head as you put your trail on the table.

The others looked at you two with bewildered expressions, and Jeongin began to explain what happened, or what almost happened. 

" Tch, that bitch still has the nerve to disturb you after what she did?. If she pulls anything again, I will handle her myself " Changbin muttered under his breath when he heard. 

" It doesn’t matter, people like her aren’t satisfied until they get their way. Let’s just pretend she doesn’t exist" You ate your food, brushing away the topic.

Minho and Jisung finally arrived at the table with their food. You discreetly sign at the others to not mention what happened, but like always, Hyunjin was already talking about it and wanted to slap his face. Minho and Jisung both stared, but you avoided their eyes by making yourself busy with your food. 

" She's really dared to disturb our girl again " Jisung mumbled under his breath but everyone else except you caught the words. 

Seungmin slapped Hyunjin in the head with an annoyed face, while Hyunjin looked at Seungmin confused but he understood quickly as he saw the couple glare at you for not telling them. Hyunjin pursed his lips, feeling guilty and giving you an apologetic face. 

‘ I'm sorry ’ Hyunjin mouthed at you. You gave him a reassurance smile to show at him that you weren’t really mad at him.

The rest of guys looked at them with their mouths agape. Minho somehow felt proud at Jisung’s words and hoped one day they could finally mean something. You weren’t even aware of what was happening, too busy filling your stomach. 

" Wow, I didn't expect that from you " Chan recovered from his shock and took a sip of his coffee.

" It's true, though " Jisung ignored the teasing smile from others, prefering to confidently speak about you like you were already his and Minho’s girl. 

" What are you guys talking about? Sungie, is there something that I don't know? " You turned your head to them and made them fall into silent panic.

" Nothing, nothing " Felix quickly covered his friend.

" We were just.. talking about men’s matter. Nothing interesting " Jeongin tried to help Felix out and let out an awkward laugh.

" O..kay " You said hesitantly and looked at them with suspicion.

Everyone was sweating under your stare but you didn't say anything else after that. Jisung and Minho glanced at each other with a smile on their faces. Once you’re all done with the food, the boys decide to accompany you in case Tiffany tries something else again.

{Time Skip}

The group found it weird when you started to always meet up with Wonpil and even missed a few times your lunch with them. The couple grew sad that you spent more time with another guy than them and they both felt jealousy eating them inside. This time, you also missed lunch with the eight of them and someone approached their table with a twisted smile. Seungmin was the first to notice that particular someone and let out a loud annoyed sigh. 

" Trouble is coming, " Seungmin muttered.

Tiffany took a sit beside Minho without even asking his permission, crossing her legs while giving everyone a smug look.

" What do you want now? You're not welcomed here " Hyunjin's voice was full of despise. Tiffany let out a annoying laugh.

" Where's the girl that always glued to you all? She ran away with other guys? " Tiffany spoke with sarcasm.

" That's none of your business " Jisung snapped at her.

Tiffany was shocked for a moment but she smirked at Jisung as she spoke once again.

" Did you all know that Wonpil wants to propose to her? " Tiffany looked toward two specific boys to see their reactions.

" What nonsense are you talking about now? Seriously, you really make me want to smack that plastic face of yours " Changbin almost threw his hand at Tiffany but Felix stopped him in time.

Suddenly, chaos erupted in the cafeteria and someone yelled about a guy proposing to one girl. Tiffany gave the group an arrogant smile. The boys didn’t waste time to run out from the cafeteria to see what was going on. Outside, everyone could see how Wonpil kneeled in front of you while holding a ring in his right hand. Minho and Jisung couldn't stand watching more and stormed out of the place heartbroken. 

When you saw your best friends leaving the scene, you chased while Wonpil explained to the people exactly what happened between him and you. You stopped the couple while breathing heavily and made them both stare at you with shocked face.

" Y/n " Jisung furrowed his eyebrows at seeing you stand in front of them when you were with Woonpil just seconds ago. Minho gave you his bottle to drink some water.

" Why are you here? Didn't Wonpil Sunbaenim proposed to you? "

" Listen, you misunderstood the situation. He didn't propose at me " You explained to them.

" Then what he just did? " Minho exclaimed.

" Wonpil Oppa is my brother-in-law, and just now he was practicing to surprise my sister. Tomorrow is their anniversary " You told them everything while still recovering your breath.

Minsung felt relieved after hearing the truth and immensely happy to know that Wonpil didn't actually propose at you. You then revealed why you always missed lunch with them, since you were helping Wonpil to prepare everything. You apologized to both of them for ignoring them without an explanation, but they assured you they weren’t angry about it and thanked you for telling them the truth before they could get wrong ideas.

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Chan was throwing a party tonight to celebrate everyone in the group was almost done with their studies. You got ready for the party while your best friends waited for you outside your dorm. When you went to meet them, they struggled to keep their mouths shut at seeing you. You were wearing a short black dress that wrapped your body like a fine glove and showed your curves, all while letting your hair down and carefully styled. You felt shy under their intense eyes, so you snapped your fingers to pull them out of their daydreaming. 

" Wow, you look so hot " Jisung bite his lips as he discreetly checked you out.

" Thank you. You both look really hot too " You complimented back.

When you arrive to the party, you see everyone invited was already inside, filling the house with music and dancing or playing around. You got in to find the guys while the couple walked behind you. You found them already with drinks in their hands. 

" Channie " You hugged him with a big smile on your face.

" Y/n " Chan hugged you back while raising his hand towards the other two boys.

" Wow, you look so gorgeous tonight" Chan complimented you when he noticed your choice of clothing.

The others also greeted you happily, and sometimes they would tease you about how certain someones would be jealous if another guy checked you out. You didn't get what they meant but your best friends understood it quickly. They both secretly glared at others as a warning to stop the teasing. Jeongin got you some drinks to make you feel comfortable around the party, which was getting crowded by people. The boys started to join the dancefloor, and you saw Hyunjin and Felix dancing silly with each other, having fun. 

You saw a hand in front of you and looked up to the owner. It was Minho, standing in front of you while stretching out his hand for you to grab. You saw that Jisung was gone somewhere, so you two were left alone. 

" May I have a dance with you? " Minho had a charming smile on his face. 

You took his hand and let him lead you to the dance floor. For some reason, Minho’s gaze on you tonight felt different from usual, and you sense he wanted to tell you something from the way he opened his mouth at times but closed it before mustering any words. You wrapped your arms around his neck while he hugged your waist, your bodies smoothly following the slow music. You danced with Minho for a few minutes until someone tapped your shoulder from behind.

Jisung held out his hand for you and Minho stepped quietly away to give you two some space. It was his partner’s turn now. The music changed to a fast-beat music. You let the music guide your body through, and then you felt Jisung subtilty grinding against you from behind. You brushed it off, as your bodies were very close and so it was normal to feel his movements, so you enjoyed the dancing, both of you jumping like crazy and having fun, until your feet hurt and so you decided to drink something. 

When you went to grab your drinks, some guy approached you in the kitchen with some drinks in hand. He talked to you for a moment and you played along, unaware of the menacing glare that your friends were throwing at the scene from afar. Suddenly, he tried to fix your hair but that was when a hand stopped him by the wrist with a vice grip, while another hand pulled you away from the kitchen. You caught Minho whispering something in that male’s ear before letting him go and followed you and Jisung.

Jisung gently pushed your body inside the car and Minho started the engine, driving away from Chan’s house with an unreadable face. You didn’t dare to speak after seeing those looks on their faces, so you remained silent until they pulled near your dorms and accompanied you there. The three of you entered in utter silence, making you uneasy.

" Why did you leave the party? " You finally spoke, frowning at them.

 '' Seriously, you’re being irritating for no reason, what’s going on? " You stared at them, waiting for an explanation.

You gasped when Jisung abruptly pinned you against a wall as looked deep into your eyes. You didn't try to push Jisung away, too shocked by his actions.

" You're so dumb " He muttered.

You went from shocked to offended at his words, but before you could say anything, he spoke again and what he said left you speechless.

" We can’t stand seeing you with other guys. You really never noticed anything about us, huh?! " Jisung’s face was merely inches away from yours.

" We became close to you so we can won your heart. We sent you so many hints, tried to make you see our feelings. Like, you really didn’t ever suspect who were sending you all those mysterious gifts? All of them being coincidentally things you told us you liked and no one but us knew?" Jisung tightened his hold on your wrist and you couldn’t bring yourself to talk back.

" You’re so fucking blind, kitten " Minho whispered in your ear.

" You make us fall head over heels for you day after day, and still have no idea what you do to us. Well, love, we reached our limits " Minho’s voice turned raspy. 

He grabbed your chin to make you face him before he slammed his lips against yours. You were frozen in place for a moment, but after a few seconds, your body moved at its own accord and returned the kiss with eagerness. Minho bite your lips gently to let his tongue enter your mouth and explore it. Jisung licked his own lips, seeing what was unfolding in front of his eyes and he felt his body grow warmer and warmer as he watched Minho practically devour you. He felt his pants getting tighter by seconds, and Minho eventually stopped the kiss, breathing heavily. You looked dazed after such a heated, intimate exchange.

" God, you drive me crazy " Minho's voice was filled with exasperated lust and kissed you again.

When he stopped to regain his breath, Jisung held your face and kissed you roughly, making you moan in his mouth. Minho smirked at seeing his boyfriend’s sudden aggressiveness. You become putty in the boy’s hands as he tastes your lips like a hungry man. Jisung paused to let both of you some time to breathe before lunging at you again, and Minho had to eventually intervene so the younger didn't asphyxiate you. Your lips were swollen and wet by the end of it, and your mind felt like it was filled with liquid.

" You- you love me? Both of you? " You finally dared to ask with a low voice.

" Yes, we love you. We want all of you, every piece of yourself you have to offer. We want you to be our girl " Jisung said while trailing his fingers on your skin.

" Would you let us? " Minho asked this time, unnervingly close to you. “Claim every piece of yourself?”

As much as they desired this, they didn’t want to make you uncomfortable in any way, so they waited to hear what you wanted first. After a tense minute, in which you struggled to calm your erratic heart and to accept that this was all very real, you looked directly at them and answered. 

" Yes. I let you "

The boys smiled softly and pushed you towards the bed and made you lay down on it. They started to take off their clothes one by one until they were only left with their boxers . You felt too shy to even look at them and you had no idea what to expect. You were lost in your thoughts until you felt some warm hands slip inside your dress and trace lines in your bare thighs, causing your entire body to shiver and your eyes to close. You squirmed once the hands reached your heat, which was already wet with arousal.

You let out a tiny moan when one finger started to rub your clit from outside your panties. Minho kissed your warm neck and you caught a glimpse of Jisung, seeing he was the one with his hands under your dress. You whined as you grabbed Jisung’s hand by instinct and guided inside your panties, to your bare cunt. Minho took off your dress before catching your hardening nipple between his mouth. You arched your back at the sensation, giving more room to use his teeth and tongue. When you thought nothing could top this feeling, you felt Jisung’s fingers slowly sliding inside you, getting wet on your juices, and both of you moaned. You were so tight, and your small perfect cunt swallowed his digits in a way that made his dick twitch. 

You never felt anything like before, not even in your wildest dreams. This sheer pleasure, this ecstasy that ran through your veins. You heard the first time was always a bit painful, but the only feeling that your body could register was pure euphoria. 

If your skin felt warm before, now it was on fucking fire. The pleasure was building up and you struggled to contain your moans, which didn’t sit right for either of the boys. Jisung’s fingers began a scissoring motion and you couldn’t no longer keep quiet . Minho thirsted at the sight of Jisung playing with your pussy while he still teased your hard buds, twisting them between his fingers and licking the expanse of your breasts. He always found you gorgeous, but your chest was definitely the most beautiful picture in his eyes. You fisted with the sheet beneath you, eyes watering as you felt something building up in your belly. 

" I- I, oh god, something is- " You couldn’t even speak. You tried to ask, to warn them that something was going to explode from inside you. 

" Let yourself go, princess. We got you"Jisung slowed down his ministrations as you rode out your high, breathing heavily as sweat coveted your skin.

Then they exchanged positions. Minho buried his face on your cunt while Jisung traced your face with his lips. You gasped when Minho caressed your sensitive pussy with his tongue and you kicked your legs unconsciously at that mix of pleasure and pain. Your hands reached out desperately for something to hold onto, fingers brushing against a hard bulge, and you heard Jisung’s low moan.

" Aahh- god, I can’t... Shit " You groaned while Minho devoured your cunt like a starving man, bringing you closer to your second climax.

You looked up at Jisung with your hazed eyes and saw him palming his still clothed dick, biting his lips and breathing through his nose. You finally came with a scream and Minho didn’t waste time in drinking you, slurping your juices with pleased hums. They watched your twitching, sweaty body with pride swelling their chests, knowing that after they claimed you, no male would have the right to approach you ever again. You were theirs now. You tried to breathe back to normal again, time during which Minho left your cunt and slammed his lips on Jisung’s, making out needily in front of you. Jisung groaned at the taste of your juices in Minho’s mouth, licking them off with his own tongue.

" Mm... She tastes so fucking good. I can't wait anymore " Jisung sighed as he licked your remains from his lips.

" I know, I don’t think I’ll ever get enough of her" Minho looked at your messy state and smirked.

Minho went to your side and grabbed you gently by the waist, guiding you until you straddled his lap, making you feel his hardness brushing your cunt. Jisung stood behind you while rubbing his bulge against your ass. A moan left your lips when both of them began to grind their dicks at your awaiting holes. You felt so incredibly dumb for not having realized their feelings sooner, but if knowing this would’ve been the outcome, you’ll gladly play dumb again. 

The idea of them having loved you for so long, the things they did for you, and all the sweet memories they gave you, it all made your heart flutter and your eyes stung.

Minho noticed your change of mood and tenderly held your cheeks to bring your focus back to them. Jisung’s expression morphed into one of concern, stopping his movements and left a sweet kiss on your shoulders in a comforting gesture.

" What's the matter, kitten? " Minho stared at your eyes with a worried frown.

They panicked slightly at seeing the tears run from your eyes, hugging you tightly. You sniffled and tried to hide your face from them but Jisung grabbed you softly to prevent you from moving. He wiped away your tears with his thumbs.

" Are you alright? Did we hurt you? You wanna stop this? We can stop anytime you like... " Jisung rambled in his panic.

You pulled them both into a tight hug and began to sob again. They rubbed your back soothingly, kissing your face to calm you down.

" It's okay, little one. We’re here for you." Minho spoke in his tender voice.

" You can tell us anything. Let us know what’s bothering you " Jisung continued. Their loving voices and comforting motions helped you to eventually stop your tears.  

They waited for you to speak and open up to them. Your eyes were slightly puffy after the crying session, and you felt Minho caressing your cheek.

You struggled to come to terms that this was actually happening. You had a boyfriend, once upon a time, but being with him was nothing like this. He never took you to date, usually preferring to hang out with his friends, whom he never introduced to you. He rarely did anything romantic for you and was the main responsible for most of the insecurities that plagged you even after breaking up with him. You didn’t know how it felt to be truly loved, cherished by someone romantically, and after leaving him, you found yourself terrified of being in a relationship again. 

The boys held your hands within theirs, tracing your fingers, and you finally dared to speak.

" I had a boyfriend once before enrolling here. He.. wasn’t like this. He treated me like a burden more than a girlfriend and made me doubt myself. At some point he even convinced that it was my fault our relationship wasn’t working, because I wasn’t enough. " You didn’t look at them as you talked, but their eyes hardened.

" What a fucking jerk. I hope you have cut all ties with that thing, kitten. He didn’t deserve to breathe the same air as you " Minho gritted his teeth, fuming.

Jisung laid your head on his shoulder and scratched your head softly. You closed your eyes and enjoyed his ministrations, feeling safe and loved in their embrace. You felt Minho kissing your neck and caressing your bare stomach.

" So what do you want to do now? Want to stop here? " He asked you.

You shook your head, looking at them and smiling.

“No” you said vehemently “I want to feel how much you love me. Let me imprint your love on my skin for the rest of my life”

Something dark fled through his eyes and they lunged at you, pushing back onto the mattress. Jisung started to leave hickies on your neck while Minho marked your belly instead. You could feel that your cunt getting wet again and pulsing in need, ready to take whatever they gave you. You brushed Minho’s hard cock through his boxers and he groaned. However, you felt like you wanted more. 

You loved the faces they made. It made you feel a tingle of pride within you, a kind of power you weren’t used to. You wanted to please them too, made them feel the same way they did to you when you came twice in their hands.

“I want- I want to make you feel good too” You admitted shyly, your twinkling eyes looking up to them. “Please, teach me how” 

You stared at them with shy, curious eyes, all while naked under their hold. You were the perfect picture of sinful and innocent, and it made their dicks so hard that they started to hurt underneath their boxers.

“Damn, you’re heaven sent, you know that? A fucking gift” Jisung growled, kissing you passionately. “Get on your knees, baby. I’ll tell you what to do”

You did what he said and looked up to him with doe eyes. He took off his boxers and his hard, leaking cock sprung back against his torso, rigid. He palmed himself a few seconds and caressed the top of her head.

“I’m going to teach you how to blow me, sweet girl. If you don’t feel comfortable, just say it, okay?” You nodded “Good. Start by licking the tip. Use your hands if you need to, but be careful with the nails.”

You teased Jisung’s cock like he said, unsure licks at first but when you felt his dick twitch inside your mouth, you had the urge to go deeper and your tongue grew bolder. Jisung groaned in pleasure, and Minho also took off his boxers as he guided your unoccupied hand to his rigid cock, showing you the way he liked it. In your eagerness, you gagged on Jisung's cock, trying to pull out instinctively, but his fingers grabbed your head softly and kept you in place . Meanwhile, Minho was behind you and began to tease your wet folds, spreading your juices all over it before sliding two fingers inside, quickly finding that spongy spot he has fantasized with so much in finding.  Your moan vibrates through Jisung’s cock, and he whimpers, throwing his head back and closing his eyes. You continue to suck him off, moaning and whining occasionally as Minho kept on rubbing your g-spot.

You brushed his balls accidentally with your hands and, hearing his breathy moan, you started to play with them too, fondling them. You fastened your head movement as his moans increased.

" Ahhh... Gonna cum. Fuck, I'm cumming! " Jisung screamed, face blushed.

" Go on, cum for us, Jagi " Minho encouraged him.

As if he was programmed by those words, Jisung spurted his essence in your mouth. You coughed at the sensation, swallowing a bit of it. Jisung laid down to recover just as you came for the second time on Minho's hand. He licked your juices off his fingers with a grin, letting go of your trembling body to approach Jisung, who was at the edge of bed, and lifted him up into a doggy style position. He pumped his cock for a few minutes, then pushed their hips together and thrusted his thick member into the boy’s hole.

Jisung let out a hiss of pain at the intrusion.

“Jagiya wait, I’m not prep... ” But he didn’t listen.

Minho pumped his dick inside the boy’s walls, grunting, and soon Jisung’s gasps of pain turned into lewd moans, subtly moving his hips to match the thrusts. All in front of you. You could feel yourself already dripping again at such a delicious scene. Minho’s pounding became rougher and soon both of them were a total mess.

" Shit, you’re still so tight, Sungie. Don’t I fuck you enough?” Minho said with gritted teeth, gripping the boy’s hips so harshly that it was already leaving marks on the skin.

Your pussy was throbbing and you found yourself wanting more, so you carefully slid your body under Jisung and spread your legs. 

“Please... ” you begged with your glossy eyes. You were no longer thinking. You just wanted to keep being pleasured and find another climax.

Jisung whined when he saw the wet glistening of your pussy lips, so painfully close to his already leaking tip. Minho whispered something in his ear and the younger let out a groan. He pulled you closer to him and thrusted his cock inside you without a warning. Your mouth fell agape and your eyes rolled back to white. His thrusts were helped by Minho’s, increasing their strength. You wrapped your arms around Jisung’s shoulders as you moaned his name.

" Fuck baby, You're feel so good I- can't hold it, shit!" Jisung started to lose his voice as his own orgasm began to build up in his body.

"Let's come together, Ji. All of us " Minho told his boyfriend as he felt himself getting closer to his so craved climax.

Not long after that, Minho shot all his cum inside Jisung's awaiting hole, while Jisung came fully inside you with a drooling face. Your back arched at the feeling and fell into the mattress. Minho slowly pulled out his half-hard cock from Jisung before laying down besides your exhausted body, letting out a relieved sigh.

" Fuu... So tired " He grumbled.

Jisung stayed inside you but he was completely drained from Minho fucking his brains out. Your eyelids slowly shut down but Minho voice brings you back from your sleepy state were slowly shutting down, but Minho’s dark voice pulled you out from the sleepy state.

"We’re not done yet, kitten " He growled in your ears, turning your face towards him.

" Wh- what? " You asked confused, your voice hoarse and tired.

Minho didn't say anything, just moved you on top of him, dragging Jisung too. You squealed at the movement, which was more difficult with the boy inside you refusing to move, but you froze when you felt something hard poking at your behind. Minho teased your entrance with his tip before whispering in your ear with a devious grin.

" I didn’t have my share yet " He didn’t even finish the sentence before thrusting his member inside you, barely letting you adjust to it. He pounded you roughly from behind, so you were sandwiched between the two men, both of their dicks fucking into you at once. You whimpered at the pain mixed with pleasure. Jisung didn’t even need to move, since Minho’s thrusts shook your body enough for his member to slide back and forth. He kissed you and twisted your nippled in his fingers, swallowing your moans and begs. 

" Such a cute slut for us " He smirked, admiring the mess they turned you into.

"We’ll keep going until you’re pumped full of us, carrying us inside you wherever you go” he grunted, wrapping an arm around your shoulders. You moaned in Jisung’s mouth. 

“Would you let us, kitten? Get you pregnant with our babies? I can already see it. Your cute belly swollen with us- fuck!" The mere idea pulled him closer to his orgasm embarrassingly quickly, so he bit your shoulder to compose himself.

When you thought your throat couldn’t let out any more sounds, you suddenly felt Minho abruptly pulling out of you and rubbing your other entrance instead, where Jisung was still nestling inside. You screamed, grabbing unto Jisung’s shoulders for dear life, as Minho pushed his dick all the way inside your walls, rubbing himself against the other boy. They both moaned at the friction and Jisung traced the bulges in your stomach. Feeling Minho and himself so closely together inside you gave him an unexpected shot of energy that made him rut his hips alongside his boyfriend, the incredible pleasure making his head fuzzy. You were floating, mind blank and completely at their mercy. 

"You are ours now, baby. I won't let anyone get in our way. I’ll kill them if they do" Jisung growled in your ear, biting it.

They eventually found your g-spot and you thrashed in their arms with the overstimulation, letting out strained whimpers.  Minho cursed loudly when you clenched around their cocks, while Jisung gasped. They both kept pounding into you vigorously until they came deep inside you, their bodies trembling at the intensity and dicks pulsing until they emptied itselves. You clenched them once more as another orgasm hit you, leaving you half-unconscious. The boys slowly pulled out of your swollen hole and looked with pride at their mixed seed falling out of you and running down your inner thighs.

"Imagine she does get pregnant after this”Jisung muttered, grinning as he brushed her face.

“Well, wasn’t that the plan already? She’ll be the mother of our children one day. So she better get used to this" Minho smirked, admiring your sleeping form.

They took a minute to rest, then proceeded to clean up your sweating body and threw out the sheets. Jisung dressed you with his shirt while Minho made sure their cum remained inside you, not a drop more wasted. As soon as they were done, they fell in the bed beside you, hugging you between them with satisfied smiles.

The next morning,

You woke up with rays of sunshine hitting your eyelids and an intense throbbing between your legs. As you moved, you noticed four arms wrapped around your body. You looked at the two boys sleeping soundly at your sides, and the events of last night flashed in your mind. Your face turned red and burned at the memory. You tried to shift out of their hold and get out of bed, but you were immediately pulled back. Jisung's eyes directly were staring at yours, tightening his grip.

" Where are you going? " Jisung asked you, his voice raspy from just waking up.

"To the bathroom. I’m stinky " You sniffed yourself and scrunched your noise.

Jisung chuckled but he didn't let you go, instead he pulled you closer against him arms and hummed while sniffing you.

"Mm, you smell good to me. You have our scent all over you" He mumbled.

You heard a rustling noise at your right, then a puff of warm breath against your skin. You turned to see Minho squinting his eyes at the sunlight and nuzzling further in your neck. You never saw Minho acting so soft, not even when you guys were alone, and you felt lucky to be a witness of this side of him. You recalled what happened last night again and felt embarrassed, coughing a bit before speaking.

" Can you both please let me go? I want to take a shower before class" You tried to get out of their arms but they only tightened their grip on you.

" Just skip your class for today, I want to cuddle with you two" Minho whined. Jisung sat up quickly and looked at you with a worried face.

" Do you- regret what happened? " He struggled with the words, terrified about such possibility.

" What? No, of course not! It’s just- " You can’t bring yourself to finish.

" Just what, hm? " Minho softly turned your face towards them, realizing how flustered you were.

" I'm.. scared, I guess”

" Of what? " They both simultaneously asked you.

" What does this mean for us? I mean, we can’t be just friends anymore. The could make things awkward between us. We can’t act like it didn’t happen " You lowered your face to avoid their gazes.

" Let’s not be friends anymore, then " was Minho’s nonchalant reply, making Jisung look back at him alarmed.

You were shocked, then you felt some tears warming up your eyes. It was the last thing you expected to hear, and so you could feel your heart break a little and the fear building up inside you. He immediately noticed you misunderstood, so he panicked and hurried to explain himself to you.

" No, no, kitty, that’s not it. What I meant was that we could stop being friends to become something more. I don't wanna lose you. " Minho stared at you, rubbing your cheek.

He exchanged a look with Jisung, and he came at you with a surprising question.

" We want you to be our girlfriend, Y/n. Didn’t we make that clear last night? " Jisung asked you.

You stared at them in disbelief while they waited for your answer. A brilliant smile began to appear in your face and you nodded, answering what they were dying to hear. They were over the moon, knowing that you were finally theirs, that they wouldn’t have to hold back anymore and repress themselves. They lunged at you to cover you in kisses as you giggled.

" About damn time " Jisung exclaimed.

" Finally, we can say you’re ours " not even Minho could hide his wide smile.

And in the end, you did skip class and spent the remaining day cuddling with them.

Of course, the boys didn’t waste time telling the group about this new settling. They all congratulated you, specially since they’ve been dealing with the couple’s mopping about you for months. Hyunjin teased them about how the secret admirer thing, but shut up quickly when Minho grabbed a tissue box, and Changbin told you how they all had to suffer their tantrums everytime a male talked to you too long. Overall, everyone was happy for the three of you, since they’ve been seeing this coming for a while.

If only someone had told your past self things would end like this. You were initially worried about people’s reactions and possible comments, but most seemed to like you and even envy your situation. You managed to pull not one, but two handsome men in your grasp since your first day. You only felt bad for how dumb you were to not notice their multiple signs, but seeing how everything turned out in the end, you couldn’t say you regretted it at all. You thanked whatever entity was there for giving you another chance to be loved, and prayed that your bond with them would last forever.

The End

A/n : I'm sorry for the late update of this story, i sometimes have writer blocks and now i focus on finished another oneshot of Hyunlix so i hope y'all satisfied with this work😘, i really thankful for @lyramundana for helping me finished this work and edit to make a better story

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[yongbokkk]

pairings: lee know x han jisung

genre: fluff to angst

a/n; i love doing these typa stories so heres another one similar

the place wasn't as busy, so waiting lines weren't that long. the two friends enjoyed their time riding roller coasters, and what ever more you can do in an amusement park.

jisung was glad to share these moments with his beloved partner, minho. it's not everyday you can feel as freely like this, it was truly an escape from reality for them.

as they walk to the next thrilling ride, jisung could feel the eyes of the few people that were looking at him quite weirdly. he was concerned to why, did he have something on his face, or did he wear his attire wrong?

"they're probably assuming we're dating, or something." beside him, minho gestured to the two's fingers interlocking with each other, "don't worry, it's quite funny if you think about it."

lifting the mood, minho chuckles as jisung did too, turning it into a fit of light laughter.

the both of them heading near towards the promising haunted house as the surroundings around them began to fade away, the two not caring about anything else other than each other and not letting some strangers ruin their precious time.

so, they went in the extraction. throughout all of the walkthrough, jisung was the one who was scared shitless the most. he kept screaming as he grabbing minho's arm and hid behind his friend's back.

it was a comedic show for the rest of the lot inside, minho had already tried apologizing for his friend's behaviour but they didn't even bat an eye lid to him.

his face dropped, but jisung was quick to notice his friend's behavior and pulled him to the next door.

for the next few minutes, the entire walkthrough was horrifying for jisung. even though he tried convincing minho that he was absolutely fine, jisung's visibly shaking legs said otherwise.

to mend how freaked out he was, minho took him for a snack break at the food court. they each bought cold icecream, going on about how perfect it was for their taste.

then out of no where, their friend hyunjin tapped on jisung's shoulder, surprising him with his sudden appearance.

"hey! i didn't know you were out here for vacation too." he greeted, starting the conversation decently.

"well, it is a vacation, and this is somewhere nice." jisung replied back, licking on his delicious creamy food.

hyunjin hummed, before gathering a concerned look for jisung, just like the other people from earlier, "are you fine, though? i saw you walking alone with your hands stuck to your side, then at the haunted house, you were holding on to an invisible person.

jisung looked confused, looking over to minho who was staring at the pavement below their seat.

"what do you mean? i was with minho the whole time..." jisung brushed it off as a joke and turned his head back to hyunjin, to find him with a genuine face, hyunjin wasn't joking.

"dude, was the haunted house too scary for you that you started hallucinating?" hyunjin was beginning to worry for his friend.

"he's right here, i swear to you-" jisung tried to convince him, but as he turned around once again, the said minho was not to be found.

"minho? where'd you go?"

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[bts-ship-bloggg]

After a tragic accident, Minho loses memory of the last three years of his life – including his entire relationship with Jisung, his long-term boyfriend.

#minsung amnesia #minsung angst #minsung fav ch smut #minsung soo hot #minsung soo cute #minsung so funny #fav minsung #fav minsung smut #kinky minsung #minho has amnesia #amnesia #minho loses his memory of jisung

[finelinevogue]

sad beginnings,

summary - everyone sees you as this weird and crazy ravenclaw. everyone except remus and sirius.

pairing - ravenclaw!reader x wolfstar

word count - ~2.5k

tw: angst | no happy ending (yet) | bullies | blood | fight | self deprecation | she pronouns used

You thought breakfast would be better than a bowl of porridge, but that’s what you get for waking up late.

You’d overslept on your alarm clock by 45 minutes and were now paying the consequences by eating disgusting gruel for breakfast. There wasn’t even any honey to drizzle on top, thanks to some older Ravenclaws hogging it for their pancakes.

Half the tables were empty, as people started to head off for their first lessons of the day.

You had potions in half an hour.

Potions was one of your favourite lessons of the day, not because you liked the subject - in fact you despised it - but because you got to secretly crush on two of the prettiest boys in school.

Remus Lupin and Sirius Black.

They were currently the only group of Gryffindors still at their table, making a rather loud ruckus as they stood up from the table to leave.

James was teasing Lily about something and Sirius and Remus couldn’t stop laughing over it. Lily pretended to be offended and fake punched Sirius for laughing at her, only to have Remus lean down only slightly and kiss Sirius’ clothed arm all better.

It didn’t help that the two boys you would of course have a heavy crush on would already be in a well established relationship.

I mean, they were the prettiest boys in the school and they were opposites to each other so their relationship made perfect sense.

You just wished you had gotten there with one of them first. But who? You admired them both the same.

Both of them had—

“Oi, Y/N!” A Ravenclaw in your year, named Philip, shouted from down the table, making your porridge slide off your spoon and splat against the table.

You looked towards where Philip and his band of quite mean friends sat.

“Daydreaming about boys you could never get, again?!” Philip laughed, causing others around him to as well.

You didn’t reply. You knew better than to reply. Just keep your head down and trouble should go away.

Your eyes drifted from Philip over to where the Gryffindors had nearly exited the Hall, only Sirius and Remus had stopped just shy of leaving.

They were stood talking to each other.

“Who is it this time Y/N? Hm?” Darcy, one of Philip’s friends teased.

“Remember when Y/N tried to date Isaac? As if she could ever date him.” Someone else joked.

You looked back down at your porridge, still listening to them but trying your best to block them out.

Looking at your breakfast made you think about Isaac. He was just as bland and boring. Until he wanted to have sex with you and you really didn’t want that, well then he became an absolute prick. Started spreading horrible rumours about you, showing his true colours.

Isaac started spreading stories about how you tried to come onto him, only to deny him. How you had been weird and crazy the entire night, when in fact it was the opposite.

Now everyone thinks you’re weird, a prude and a bitch.

One of the reasons you have no friends.

Isaac had managed to isolate you and Philip and his cronies had taken advantage of that.

“Think she was looking at Remus and Sirius.” Someone snickered, making you love uncomfortably.

“No way! Y/N has hots for the dogs,” They thought they were funny, “Is that true, Y/N? You want Remus and Sirius to be your little boyfriends?”

They all laughed, until they went silent.

“You alright, Phil? Can I call you Phil?”

Your head shot up to see Sirius leaning down over the bench next to Philip, resting his palms on the table and glaring him down. Remus stood right behind him.

Your heart rate increased at the sight of them magically appearing.

Did they hear? Did they know? Were they in on the sad and pathetic joke?

“It’s just Philip.” Philip gulped.

“Great, Phil.” Sirius smiled, but it definitely wasn’t genuine. “We heard your filthy mouth speak our names and, well, I for one don’t like pricks speaking about me or my boyfriend behind me back. So keep your goddamn mouth shut or I’ll hex you back to Year 1. Okay?”

“Uhhh…”

“I said, okay?” Sirius asked again.

“Yes, yes!” Philip stuttered.

“Good.” Sirius moved back to stand up.

It was lovely that Sirius had come over here to defend his boyfriend like that. You craved someone having the kindness, and definitely the courage, to stand up for you like that.

You watched as Sirius took Remus’ hand and you wondered what that felt like.

You could imagine Sirius’ hands being quite rough and Remus’ hands being calloused, but both still having a sense of softness to them. They’d both be very grounding and warm to hold on to.

Then they both walked your way.

You quickly started to eat your porridge again, keeping your head down. You don’t think either of them would make a scene with you, but maybe they’d caught on to your gazes and blushing and they’d had enough.

You thought you were subtle but maybe you’d been far more obvious than you intended. You cursed yourself, but only knew it was a matter of time before you made a fool of yourself.

Maybe they weren’t even walking towards you. Why would they? They didn’t know you, except for your name maybe.

But then you saw them stop in front of the bench on the other side of you.

You looked up to find them both smiling warmly down at you. You gulped, thinking the worst.

“You have potions next right, Y/N?” Remus asked kindly.

He did know your name…

And he knew your timetable…

“Yes?” You asked, cautiously.

“You want to walk over with us? We’re heading there now.” Remus asked.

You were a little gobsmacked that they were asking you to do something with them.

No one has asked you to do anything in a very long time, even something as simple as being asked to walk to class with them. So this was a huge deal to you.

“Really? I mean, sorry, I wouldn’t want to intrude.”

“Intrude?” Sirius laughed, “Never. C’mon.” He kindly smiled and you nervously got up from the table.

You picked up your robe and wand.

“Are you sure?” You asked to make sure a second time.

“Y/N, if you don’t hurry up then Sirius is probably going to pick you up and carry you there himself and then I’m going to have to deal with him moaning about crippling back ache later on… Oh my God… That want be implying anything about your weight… Um… Should I just stop?” Remus rambled and looked to Sirius for help.

“You really should.”

And you smiled.

Genuinely smiled, for what felt like the first time in a long time.

•-•-•-•-•-•

The hallways were starting to become busy.

People moving from morning time to lesson time, especially the first years with their overpacked bags and reckless running through the corridors to get to their lessons on time.

One darted past you, causing you to wobble. Luckily Remus was behind you and he put his hand on the lower part of your back to balance you carefully.

“Thank you.” You said, whilst trying really hard not to blush.

You failed to notice Remus blushing too as you turned back around. You definitely didn’t fail to notice the way Remus kept his hand on your lower back, helping you weave through the halls.

With two of the most popular guys in school, you didn’t realise how easy it was to actually manoeuvre through the corridors.

You’d spent too much time being infatuated with the time that Remus and Sirius were giving you, though, that you’d forgotten your potions book.

You stopped short, feeling the boys bump into the back of you abruptly.

“Bloody… Are you alright Y/N?” Sirius asked.

“I’ve forgotten my potions book. I’ll catch up with you, I just need to run to get it.” You turned to say to them, feeling slightly small underneath both their pretty eyes looking at you.

“Here, just take mine.” Sirius offered.

“No.” Remus swatted his hands, “Another “forgotten” book and you are going to get detention.”

“Oh screw that.” Sirius rolled his eyes.

“Y/N, take mine instead.” Remus insisted.

“What?” This time Sirius hit Remus’ hands away, “And mess with your perfect record? I don’t think so. Y/N…”

“Hey, listen.” You chuckled at the sight of them arguing… over you. It felt like the most surreal situation. “I’m just going to get my book, okay? Then none of us will be in trouble. I’ll see you in a few minutes.”

You smiled at them in thanks, before darting around and away from them.

After you’r turned the corner, Remus hit Sirius over the head with his textbook.

“Ow! What the…” Sirius rubbed the back of his head.

“Really? You were about to give yourself a detention?” Remus chuckled, knowing exactly that was what Sirius was about to do and why.

“For Y/N? Absolutely.” Sirius smirked.

Remus shook his head and kissed Sirius’ cheek in admiration, before taking his hand and leading him off to potions.

•-•-•-•-•-•

As you rooted through your belongings in your dorm, you hummed to yourself with content.

You felt ten times lighter than you ever had felt before and all because the two pretty boys you’ve been admiring for so long had looked right back at you. They’d even gone as far as walk with you to potions.

Sirius was willing to get a detention for you and Remus was willing to break his golden reputation. That was flattery of their highest form.

You finally found your book, before pivoting to leave your dorm.

Only to find Darcy standing there with a cat in her arms, looking malicious as ever.

“O-oh Darcy. Hello.” You said, losing your hum and your smile with one look at her.

“Cut the pleasantries. You made us look like fools at breakfast in front of Sirius and Remus, you foul witch.” Darcy spat at you.

“I’m sorry, I never meant for that to happen.”

You felt yourself caving in on yourself, becoming that shelter of a shy person that these horrible people made you.

“And you think an apology will make it all better?”

“I don’t know.” You lowered your head.

“Well it doesn’t.” She moved towards you and you gulped in fear of her. She’d pulled at your hair and enchanted curses on you before, so you were terrified of what she might do now. Especially when it was just you two here.

“I’m sorry.” You looked up at her, hating that she could probably see the fear in your eyes.

“Show us up like that again and you’ll leave with more than just a scratch.”

“A scratch?” You asked, but maybe you shouldn’t have.

Before you knew what was happening Darcy’s cat attacked your face, clawing at your cheek with one powerful hit. The cat screamed what sounded like a war cry and you screamed in pain.

Your head turned to the side, leaving the cat’s claws to drag slightly down your cheek before letting go. You didn’t reveal your face again until you heard the door slam shut.

It only took a minute for you to delicately touch your cheek and see the blood for the pain to come flying in. You cried as you sat on your bed, cupping your cheek from dripping blood everywhere with one hand and the other hand resting on your forehead as you came to terms with what just happened.

You’d just been attacked for trying to apologise for something you hadn’t been in control of.

Your tears ran down your cheek and stung as they ran into the cuts on your cheek.

Walking to the little mirror hanging up on the wall, you looked in to see yourself. There were three lines scraped down your once bare cheek, running from just under your eye to resting on your jawline.

You cried some more, completely getting lost in the self loathing, before rushing around the dorm to find some healing lotion and tissues.

It took you ten minutes to clean up the mess on your face, and another five for the bleeding to calm down. It was an angry red mess, but you had to get to potions before the class ended.

You breathed out through your mouth a shaky breath, dabbing under your eyes with the sleeve of your jumper to wipe away the tears.

“You’re okay.” You said to yourself in the mirror. “You’re okay.”

You found that talking moved the cuts on your face and they stung even worse. So no talking it was. Brilliant.

“You’re okay.” You reminded yourself one last time.

But your words felt far from convincing.

#finelinevogue fic #finelinevogue masterlist #harry potter fic #poly!marauders x reader #poly!marauders fluff #poly!marauders x you #poly!marauders imagine #poly!minsung x reader #poly!marauders x y/n #wolfstar x reader #wolfstar fic #marauders fic #marauders x reader #wolfstar angst #poly!wolfstar x reader #poly!wolfstar angst

[diddybok]

May I request a poly skz + reader, or just Minsung or Chanlix/Hyunlix if you want, totally up to you. Reader relatively new to the relationship and is trying their best to be the best partner to all parties, but doesn’t feel like it’s being returned. They feel like skz (or whichever ship you choose) is too into each other and not them, like the shiny new toy isn’t exciting anymore. One night, after everyone goes to sleep, reader gets their things and leaves without saying anything. You can change the plot a bit if you’d like. If you’re not comfortable with writing it, that’s ok!🩵

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: minsung x gn!reader

➩genre(s): angst, poly!skz

➩warnings: none

➩wc: 0.6k (655)

➩author’s note: sorry this took so long, i hope it was even a fraction of what you wanted!

➩part(s): next

You are exhausted. To put it plainly. You just don’t know how much more you can take. Of course you love the boys, you really do. However something has shifted, and not for the better.

First you started noticing small changes. When Jisung and Minho would come back late from practice, they would usually bring you a sweet treat followed by kisses and cuddles to make up for the lost time. Now it’s barely even a ‘Sorry we’re home late.”

You aren’t used to this, used to feeling like an afterthought in your own relationship. Then again, you weren’t quite sure how well it was going to go between the three of you. They were already so in tune with each other and then you came along.

They made you feel like the missing piece. The rarest jewel to add to their shiny golden crown. You didn’t think it was possible to be truly loved by two people, nor did you think you could love two people as much as you do them.

The tender care and appreciation that came from the both of them was nothing short of remarkable. The intimacy that was shared between the three of you was never overwhelming.

You love Minho. You love Jisung. They love you.

At least, they loved you.

When it was once you in the middle, being doted on each side by the boys you adored. You now reside on the outside as they cuddle each other, a pity hand resting upon your thigh.

When it was once you who ran you fingers through both of their hair as they melted into your touch. You now get told “You don’t have to do that tonight.” “You seem tired you should get some rest.” “It’s alright, I’ll do it for him.”

When it was once a trio. It now falls back into the familiar routine of when you weren’t even a blimp in their lives. Minho and Jisung against the world, oh and Y/n.

“Do you guys still love me?” You would ask timidly.

“Of course we do Y/n! Why would you think such a thing?”

You thought you had done something wrong. Why were they pushing you away? Even when you increased the amount of love you were giving them, you didn’t get anything back.

You were always at the tail end of the relationship. It only became clear to you now.

You still love them. Of course you do. How could you not?

But you are no fool. You are not one to be strung along like a little pet on a leash. You know when you aren’t wanted. When you, the jewel, were not quite glued in securely and fell out of the crown.

Perhaps it always looked better with only the two jewels. Perhaps you were there as a tester, to see what it would look like.

New and exciting, glamorous and beautiful. It was what they needed…until they didn’t.

As you lay at the edge of the bed, the two of them cuddling beside you, you quietly unwrap yourself from the sheets. You grab your already packed bag that was in the wardrobe.

They didn’t even notice your toothbrush was gone when they came home late and did their nightly routine.

Yes but they didn’t even give you a kiss goodnight.

You shouldn’t cry, but you can���t help the tears that cascade down your cheeks.

You know it is for the best. You need to put yourself first, your feelings first.

Which is why you place the key you had to the house on the kitchen island. You don’t look back as you walk out the door. Walk out of their lives.

Maybe that was what they wanted from you all along?

Maybe you just weren’t ready for something like this?

Or maybe you know your worth. You know you’re worth enough to be loved as much as you love.

ʚ hope you enjoyed ^.^ you can support me by liking, commenting and reblogging! it is heavily appreciated ᵕ̈ ɞ

i do not permit my work to be translated or reposted in any way, thank you.

© 2023 diddybok

taglist: @lyramundana

#stray kids fanfic #poly!stray kids #stray kids x gn reader #stray kids angst #skz scenarios #skz x gn reader #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz angst #skz minsung #stray kids minsung #skz fanfic #skz drabbles #stray kids drabbles #another day another slay

[chrizzztopherbang]

JISUNG RECS

smut fluff angst

reader

"anime afternoon" by @moonlightndaydreams

topping jisung by @blurboki

sloppy makeout session

reckless convictions

^ @moonjxsung

coercion roleplay by @planet-dusk

sweet thing

video games 300424

^ @ilwonuu

say please by @gimmeurtmi

strawberry cake

sex toys with jilix ft felix

kisses with jisung 300424

^ @tasteracha

200424

aftercare

hard thoughts #2

^@quokkawritesarchive

college bf han by @hyunsvngs

jisung imagine by @chvnmax

220424

facetime

among strangers pt2 ft chan

^@3rachasdomesticbanana

she's crazy but she's mine

oral

^@hanjsquokka

300424

kinktober day 1: orgasm denial by @dreaming-medium

birthday boys ft felix by @linopls

snap ft minho by @bahablastplz

collision by @sluttywonwoo SERIES

untitled by @crdteezv

switch jisung by @miss-daisy04

member x member

truth or dare ft minho by @skzms (mentions of ot8 x reader)

04.13 ft chan by @straykxnks

jilix drabble ft felix by @writingforstraykids

300424

mastermind ft chan, minho, felix by @felixsramen

member x member x reader

slutracha ft minho + felix by @mintychanhwafics

stoner ft chan + felix by @bandgie

truly ft seungmin by @amnignsity

miss you ft minho

five's company ft minho/felix/hyunjin

sharing is caring pt4.5 & pt5.5 ft minho

^ @skzms

bold ft minho by @hyunsvngs

play bite ft hyunjin by @roseykat

300424

it takes two ft jeongin by @ipegchangbin

three of a kind ft chan + minho

sick ft chan + jeongin

shameless ft minho

^ @felixsramen

male/gn reader

220424

"princess" by @kevcanwait

close enough by @seungrem

princess by @luvkyu

8:22 by @peachybun-bun

FULL STRAY KIDS REC LISTS

#stray kids #skz #jisung #han #han jisung #skz jisung #jisung x reader #stray kids jisung #jisung smut #han smut #jisung angst #han angst #minsung #chansung #stray kids x reader #stray kids reactions #skz reactions #jisung skz

[houpss]

The last moment of affection

Peiring:Lee Minho x Han Jisung

ONLY APPEARANCE AND A LITTLE CHARACTER ARE TAKEN FROM REAL PEOPLE. DOES NOT REFER TO REAL IDOLS.

Tag:doomed love, angst, suicide, drugs, death.

Minho and Jisung had a complicated and complex history. Their relationship was riddled with complex emotions and tension, laced with doubt and deception. They managed to change each other's lives, but, unfortunately, not for the better. How did this story begin? What happened at the end? A love story is never happy, love is cruel, and trust destroys hearts.

They began writing this story when they were students in high school.Both are only 17 years old. Minho is the leader of the basketball team, and Jisung is a very attractive guitarist in the school band. Minho is harsh and rude, while Jisung is loud, cheerful and very gentle. Minho immediately noticed Jisung in the crowd, bright blue hair visible in the crowd. Jisung dressed the way he wanted, he did what he wanted...and then Minho wanted Jisung. Jisung immediately fell in love with Minho, maybe this story is about true love? Jisung also paid attention to Minho, but noted him as a very rude and wayward young man.

–"Look, Sonnie, Minho is staring at you again,” Felix whispered in Jisung’s ear and glanced towards Minho, who was sitting at the opposite end of the dining room.

–"He recently invited me to his home..” Jisung whispered mysteriously in response and looked at Minho and waved his hand.

–"And what did you do?"

–"Damn, first we watched anime... and then... he kissed me." Jisung's cheeks turned red and he was sure that Minho was grinning at such Jisung. Felix's eyes widened and he squeezed Jisung's shoulder approvingly, "YOU HAVE TO TELL ME EVERYTHING."

This was the beginning. Everything was like something out of a stupid novel or, even worse, a romantic drama. The relationship started fast and furious, Minho loved a lot of emotions and Minho loved Jisung. Jisung always dreamed of being loved and wanted to love. Minho lifted Jisung to heaven.

–"So gentle when you're embarrassed"

–"Please,Ho..Kiss me again"

Soft laughter, hot hands under a T-shirt and such familiar lips on the skin. The idea of falling in love with Lee Minho was the best thing in life.

–“You look like my dream...you feel like the most pleasant alcohol,” Lee whispered and kissed Jisung aggressively, hovering over him on the sofa. They met at Minho's house, these were secret meetings. Jisung's family only knew Minho as Jisung's friend. But should friends kiss?

–"Sonnie, play the guitar for me. You play so beautifully" Jisung would compose hundreds of lyrics for Minho, Minho would become his eternal muse.

Minho gave Jisung the brightest love, they call it "Eros". Such love is passionate and flaming, implying a loss of control due to love... they have long ceased to control themselves. They seemed to shine with each other. They had so many moments together, so many tender and sweet memories.

And also, as Jisung said, Minho fucks him well. Yes, with Minho it was definitely the best sex, leading to languor and stars in the eyes. Lee Minho knew how to make things pleasant.

Jisung thought about Minho before bed, thought about him in the morning, and thought about him always, absolutely always. Minho settled in Jisung’s thoughts and in his heart, becoming Jisung’s very dream. Han Jisung knew how to love. And Minho...oh dear Minho. Minho never thought he wanted to settle for just one. Lee Minho wanted to take everything at once.

Minho has always been a person prone to cheating. He couldn't stop at one person, one story. But when he decided to cheat on Jisung, his long-term partner and lover, it was too much even for him.

Minho:Hyunnie) can you come to my house by 7:30 pm?

Hyunjin:I can, Minho, what happened?

Minho: Jisung and I had a fight, I'm so bored...

Hyunjin: Omg, I'll be there soon. wait with alcohol.

Minho: Tanks 💌👌🏻

Oh yeah. Minho and Jisung started arguing a lot. Minho often disappears, he's just bored with Jisung. Jisung is too nice, Jisung is too soft and Jisung loves him too much. It was suffocating Minho, he wanted freedom and more lust, Minho wanted more sex. Jisung tried many times to have a normal conversation with Minho, but every time the same short message awaited him: “Don’t bother me, I’m busy.”

Busy...When will you find time for Jisung?

–"Haven't you talked again?"

–"Lix...he always disappears somewhere, he always goes with Hyunjin...it's like I'm nobody"

–"Please Jisung, talk to him."

–"But I don't want to hurt him."

–"Aren’t you in pain yourself?”

Those around Jisung clearly noticed how he was losing interest in life. He couldn't understand how he could think like that...he would never leave Minho, and that thought haunted her every night. He could not fill the emptiness in his soul, and the moral pain became unbearable.

–"I want to watch a movie with you, Sonnie"

–"Min!! I'm so happy, of course I'll come...how about tonight?"

But there were no films. Minho loved the body, Minho doesn't need Jisung's soul. He invited Jisung to indulge in the passions of the night. Jisung is in pain again, but he allows Minho to do it.

Jisung:Minnie, We need to talk

Minho:About what?

Jisung:I know it will hurt. forgive me, you were my best boyfriend...I really love you so much, I always do. I love you until my knees tremble and my heart hurts... but it’s time to end this. You always disappear with Hyunjin or Chan, you always avoid me, it hurts me. I want to end this relationship.

Minho:Oh so pretty)Yeah, we are breaking up. I do not love you. Sorry, I'm late for Chan :)))

Pain.Jisung is so stupid, yes, stupid. It hurts so damn much. It’s as if a tormenting frost has set in on your soul, and the flowers are dying in the frost. as if his heart had been torn out of his chest and left him, leaving only emptiness in him. Full of despair, he experiences a loss of interest in life. Further we go, worse it becomes. Previously, he could find joy, happiness, pleasure in life even in the little things. But now all the days have become gray, devoid of meaning and purpose. It’s dark inside him, a dark forest, as if his soul is immersed in absolute darkness.

"Can I just leave?" - such thoughts arise in him more and more often. What does he have to lose? He lost his soulmate, his family, his love. What's left? Endless emptiness and pain. It's so easy to just stop existing. It's so easy to stop feeling pain. Jisung is unable to live without Minho. Jisung's soul completely dissolved in Minho, but he just laughed at him. Probably Jisung has no value since Minho cheated on him... probably Jisung is not good enough for Minho... Jisung promises to improve. Jisung wants to go back to Minho, but sees him either in Hyunjin’s company or in Chan’s Company.

Jisung's too kind heart hurts, he completely stops socializing. He leaves the group, now the guitar is his past. He dyed his bright blue hair black and permed it, so he's now curly. Jisung wears glasses and dresses modestly, Jisung has lost himself. Han Jisung killed himself. The world is like cracked glass, fragments fly in different directions. Jisung only allowed Felix to come near him, and Felix’s heart ached so much for his friend. Felix doesn't want to lose Jisung.

But Felix didn't have extra ears or eyes, he couldn't always be with Jisung, and Jisung only communicated with Felix. This night will be the loneliest.

Night. White sheets, the silence of the night and only the cool air brought Jisung to consciousness. What a terrible feeling, why does love hurt so much? He missed Minho, he believed that Minho was not bad, but it hurt so much. It hurt as if I had been hit with all my might right in the chest. Jisung saw life next to Minho. Jisung destroyed himself, he gave up his dreams and career. Jisung can't be himself anymore, so what's left? Black curls fell on an unnaturally pale face, Jisung got out of bed and found some pills in the medicine cabinet, he didn’t care what they were. Jisung didn't realize what he was doing or why he was doing it. He just wants to stop feeling pain, pills relieve pain.

Jisung:Sorry, Felix

Jisung:It will be better, better for everyone.

Jisung:I'm so scared, but I have to do it.

Jisung:Sorry bro...you were the best.

Han Jisung turned off his phone without seeing Felix's tirade and the message "I'M ALREADY ON THE GO, PLEASE DON'T DO ANYTHING." Oh.. Jisung just didn't want to be stopped.Death for lunch today, bon appetit.

Jisung looked at the pills that were lying on a snow-white plate. There is no doubt that Jisung is just tired. Many people say that after death... it is calm and good there, which is what Jisung wanted. Jisung locked himself in the kitchen after changing into a black shirt and black pants, his black curly hair falling over his face. First pills...second...third...fourth...he lost count, I think there were about 30? The last thing Jisung felt was the feeling of doomed love, “I’m sorry that I love you so much, Lee Minho,” Han Jisung’s very last thought.

But Lee Felix didn’t have time, he had to break down the door to the kitchen, where he saw Jisung already dead. He sat just like he was alive, only he would never speak and would never walk. Lee Felix will blame Minho and tell everyone to blame him for Jisung's death. Han Jisung is no longer in pain, he is no longer afraid or in love.

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Phases

Phase Three; When He Sees Me

LMH, HJS

Masterlist, Story Masterlist

wc: 7.6k

Synopsis: Whoever said patience is a virtue never met Jisung and Minho.

☆ﾟcan be read as stand alone

warnings: smut, explicit sexual content, poly!minsung, mxfxm, mxm, dom!jisung, sub!minho, switch!femreader, mutual masturbation, use of toys, anal, oral, mentions of handcuffing, nicknames (kitty, pup), piv, uprotected sex (be smart), cream pie, cum eating, dumbification, can't think of anything else but lmk if there should be hehehehe

Phase Two ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟ Phase Three ☆ﾟ.*･｡ﾟPhase Four

It felt too good to be true. Everything was too good to be true and yet, it was happening. When someone describes perfect relationships, there’s always the little voice in the back of your head that says “no relationship is that perfect.” But yours is. It is that perfect. 

Granted, there’s still minor little squabbles, but that’s inevitable and nothing a few deep breaths couldn’t fix. After all, Jisung and Minho are still your best friends, and they were before you were ever dating both of them.

The only difficulty was going public with it, or even going out in public without looking strange. You told yourself it was nothing different than when you were all just friends, you were still glued to one another just the same, only now you could hold their hands and kiss them and make them pay for your girly little drinks without feeling bad because you all practically lived together now.

Minho’s place was big enough– minus the bed, that was something the three of you have yet to agree on. Minho likes the mattress a bit on the firmer side, Jisung more cushioned, while you couldn’t care less because it’s not like you have room for yourself anyways being constantly squished between them. They loved keeping you in the middle and making you sweat to death because of how much heat they both give off. It doesn’t help that they don’t like to sleep with clothes on, either. Jisung is the biggest sleep cuddler you’ve ever met, he refuses to let you go even if you’re all buried in piles of blankets. Minho doesn’t mind it either way, he just requests that you let him hold you until you fall asleep and he gets a kiss as soon as he wakes up.

Your friends didn’t even realize there was anything different going on, they were oblivious to the way you’d linger on Minho’s arm a little tighter, or how Jisung would keep his hand on your thigh whenever he could. Either that or they didn’t want to say anything, but it didn’t matter, everything was good.

The threesome Jisung so desperately longed for hadn’t happened quite yet as per your unspoken request. The whole relationship still took getting used to, you weren’t ready for the sexual aspect of it until you could feel grounded in the emotional part. Shower time was just that– showering. That didn’t mean you didn’t have sex. Oh no, that was far from the truth. Minho’s apartment was christened from the balcony all the way to the hallway just outside the door by all three of you in one way or another. It was like most of Jisung’s horny dreams were beginning to come true the day you came home in the middle of their bedroom romp, asking if you would like to sit in and watch as Jisung tortured him with the same purple dildo that had been the catalyst for their initial romantic relationship. It all came around full circle and the younger was ecstatic.

From then on, it had been slow to incorporate three bodies in the bedroom aside from sleeping. It started with watching, one of the three of you while the other two had their fun. Then it was instructing, usually Jisung telling one of you what to do, or if it was Minho watching, he wasn’t allowed to touch himself– but that was generally just a punishment. It was on special occasion that you just watched, even rarer that Jisung let you boss them both around because even though he knew he was in charge at the moment, you held the final say as to what goes and what doesn’t. He got off on it, and Minho got off on the fact that you had enough power to control Jisung. What a pairing it made.

Next, a few torturous weeks later, came the toys. There was the dildo that started it all, double sided in all its glory, then a few cock rings of different shapes and functions, bottles of different lubes, you even indulged Minho in buying handcuffs because he mentioned one time that he’d had a dreamed he was cuffed to a chair with you smiling in his face and he woke up hard as a rock. That was a night Jisung definitely enjoyed, in particular, getting to watch.

It’s where you were now, taking advantage of the experimental state your relationship was in and having a blast doing so. There have been boundaries pushed to brinks and you loved every bit of it, more than a few nights ending in tears (both good and bad) and it only brought the three of you closer.

Tonight in particular was a hard one for you, things had been stressful at work and it was getting more and more draining to keep your own apartment in good condition, not to mention having to go back and forth between there, Minho’s, and even Jisung’s place. Things were just mixing together in an exhausting whirlwind and all you wanted was a relaxing night.

Did you have your relaxing night? Sort of.

No one was home when you got to Minho’s, which was a little out of the ordinary but nothing to be alarmed about. The spare key Minho gave you let you in without a problem, able to drop your belongings and finally let out a deep breath. You wished that at least one of them was home to greet you, you could’ve really done with a kiss and a snuggle. Maybe if they had told you they wouldn’t be here, you would’ve taken your time back at your own apartment seeing as the house felt too big for just you. You appreciated Minho always keeping the place tidy, but it stressed you out with how clean it truly was. Without Jisung there to be making a mess and Minho telling him off for getting crumbs everywhere, were you really home?

How you longed for a good, tight hug, so much so that you sent them a text in your trio’s group chat.

<< when are u guys coming home? ://

butt muncher (ji) >> changbin needs male moral support. might be back late

butt munched (min) >> stuck at work

butt munched (min) >> what did u need?

<< a hug

butt muncher (ji) >> don’t say that ur gonna make me wanna leave this guy in a puddle of his tears all alone :( 

butt munched (min) >> why’s he crying?

butt muncher (ji) >> idk something about stubbing his toe on a bedframe that he doesn't know how to put together

<< i suppose that’s more important :( 

butt muncher (ji) >> well now i feel bad

butt munched (min) >> u should

<< u should

butt munched (min) >> i’ll be home as soon as i can. eat my leftovers in the fridge until i get back

You sent back a heart, getting two more back in response, and trudging to the fridge for Minho’s supposed leftovers. You appreciated him allowing you to eat it, he always loved day-after food, said sometimes it tasted better than eating it the day of. It was a lovely surprise to see that it was also one of your favorite meals that he cooks, clearly stashed away after dinner last night for his midnight snack. Did you feel a little guilty? Maybe, but he did say that you could have it.

Popping it in the microwave for a bit, you took a look around the spacious apartment with your hands on your hips. Maybe being alone for the night won’t be so bad. You could watch a movie, take a bath, have a little “me time,” and finally have the bed all for yourself.

Have the bed all for yourself?

Well, that idea just turned the tide on your lonely night.

Of course you loved your boyfriends and how skilled they were in bed, they made you feel like no one else could. But sometimes it was nice to have some one-on-one time with just you and a good ol’ vibrator. It would be quick, you told yourself. So quick and just enough to keep you satisfied until whoever came home first and you’d be ready to jump their bones as soon as they stepped through the door.

Stepping out of the kitchen and into the bedroom, you looked for the box of toys kept hidden in Minho’s closet. No one ever really came over, but on the occasion that someone did, none of you could be too careful. It was a bit of a difficult decision to choose what to use, in the time it took you the microwave had beeped to finish but you couldn’t care less, no longer hungry for food.

The toy you chose was meant to be for one of the boys, a vibrating cock ring seeing as your own vibrator was back at your place, but it should do. The speed at which you stripped would’ve been laughable if you weren’t so suddenly desperate for a quick bust. Your arousal came as quickly as it did when you were with Minho or Jisung, hoping that you could work yourself up to the high just as fast as if it was one of them touching you.

Laid out in the middle of the bed, bare back against the mattress, you were too needy to bother teasing yourself, immediately turning the toy on and pressing it into your clit. In the beginning it felt as though it just might do the job, falling into the pleasurable feeling from the get go. However, something was missing. It wasn’t the vibration itself, that was rather nice, but you craved to be filled, hole clenching and unclenching with an annoyingly dull ache screaming for attention. You ignored it for as long as you could stand, telling yourself that you could do just as good of a job until it became too much and reached for the box again to pull out the bright purple toy.

In all honesty, you’ve been waiting to use this one for yourself. It had always been reserved for Minho seeing as it was his and the first one in the box, but you figured he wouldn’t mind if you borrowed it for a bit.

It didn’t need any lubing up, you made yourself wet enough for it to easily slip through your folds and begin pressing one end of the double sided dildo into your entrance. The slight stretch and the steady pace of the vibrating ring made your head fall back, eventually pushing the toy further in. Knees up and eyes closed, you imagined your boyfriends were here with you, shirtless and handsome, kissing and touching one another but somehow their hands were all over you. It wasn’t far from reality, but not close either. You wished that they were here instead of just in your imagination. You could practically hear their lips colliding and smacking against skin on skin, hear their moans as they devoured each other and you got to watch them rile each other up. Jisung would have control over Minho with his hands in the older’s hair, tugging him down onto his knees and making him undo his belt. Minho would be so obedient, looking over at you with his big, watery eyes that craved your approval to continue.

The fantasy itself was wonderful, you could’ve gotten off on that alone if it wasn’t for the ache in your arms overriding the pleasurable thought. Your hand holding the vibrator felt like it was going numb while the other plunging the dildo in and out was growing tired. Was it always this difficult to masturbate? You thought you’d only been stuck in the fantasy for a few mere minutes, but sweat dripped down your forehead and neck, it must’ve been much longer than that.

You tried again, forgetting about the vibrating ring and tossing it aside to focus on fulfilling the need within your walls. Desperate, you used both hands to move the dildo quicker. You were trying so hard that you began moaning out of frustration thinking that you were getting somewhere, only for the heat in your gut to simmer out because maintaining a rhythm was getting physically too strenuous.

Just as you were about to give it another go and speed up, the bedroom door was being opened before you’d even noticed anyone came home. Caught with the dildo in your pussy, red in the face from embarrassment and frustration– more the latter than the former– you didn’t even bother trying to cover up your sweaty body, instead groaning out and thanking the heavens that someone was here.

Unsure if he wanted to be dumbfounded or pleasantly surprised, Minho leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed over his chest, raking his eyes over your entire body. It took a minute of pondering, but a smile broke out on his face, which only made you whine out louder.

“I thought you just wanted a hug.” The smugness in his tone was infuriating.

“Help me,” you whimpered with pouted lips and grabby hands.

Minho amused you, how could he not? This was the first time you were ever begging for him and he loved it. Immediately stripping off his shirt and pants, Minho climbed between your legs with his cock already straining in his boxers. As soon as you could you pulled him into a needy, breathless kiss covered in spit and tongues lathering one another’s skin, hips pushing into one another desperate for attention. He reached between your bodies for your clit, rubbing soft circles into it that made you mewl and clench around the toy. It was already a different level of satisfaction for someone else to be touching rather than yourself. What ever made you think you needed to act alone when you had two more than willing boyfriends to do the task for you?

You felt more than desperate, the word was too weak to describe the feeling, nails clawing at Minho’s shoulders, chest, and back, crying into his mouth and rutting into his fingers so uncaring about how he was painfully throbbing just watching you. It wasn’t enough but you couldn’t have possibly been closer in that moment. To make matters worse, he pulled away.

“If I help you, will you help me?”

Was he really trying to bargain with you right now?

But then again, what position were you in to say no?

Nodding quickly, you whined again as stepped back a second to take off his boxers and let his erection spring free. He was truly just as crave-driven as you were, red tip leaking to make a mess on his abdomen already. You watched as he stepped around the side of the bed for the lubrication and your eyebrows raised with curiosity.

“Baby, I love you and I will absolutely peg you in the future but for fucks sake, right now please–”

“Give me a minute. Impatient puppy,” he murmured the last part and you almost wanted to snap back at him, but it was rather hard when you couldn’t get the ache to go away. The neediness was overpowering your dominating side over him and Minho knew it. But still, he couldn’t bring himself to decline your request. “If you stop complaining and help me, you’ll get what you want faster.” He held out the lube bottle to you, giving you a choice.

Of course you took it, but not without a huff and a, “pretty kitty’s gone fucking feral.” Minho smiled at that.

You pulled the dildo away and sat on your knees to be leveled with where he stood at the side of the bed and pull him into another fevered kiss. With his hands cupping your cheeks, you could slyly pour the lube onto your fingers and rub it warm. As Minho became gentler, held you softer, you wrapped around his torso to tug him in tight. He didn’t realize you’d lubed up your fingers and gasped into your mouth when he felt you pull his ass cheeks apart and trace around the area with slipper digits. Instinctively his knee bent and plants onto the bed to make more room, smiling into the kiss as you circled his hole. Unable to keep kissing you, he guided your face towards his neck and breathed out, “this isn’t what I had planned for tonight but— fuck, do that again.”

The pad of your finger pressed into his pulsing hole, not breaking the surface but just applying pressure into and upwards. Minho squirmed and moaned lightly. “In, please.”

You complied, pushing your middle finger past the entrance and keeping a firm grip on his ass, so tight that your fronts were crushed together and your breaths moved in sync.

You wanted to say that he was tight, which he was, but somehow your finger fit perfectly without resistance. “You played by yourself already today, didn’t you? Already worked open for us.” The whisper in his ear made him shiver along with you just barely prodding at his prostate.

“Hnghhh— had some free time this morning before work.” You massaged him just a bit longer until he relaxed more and let his hands roam your body, eventually pulling your hand away. “Lay down,” Minho instructed.

Did he always boss you around like this?

Quirking an eyebrow, you did as told and laid on your back again. Watching him with extreme interest when he picked up the dildo already wet on one end, he poured some lube onto the other and spread it around, using the excess around his ass. Minho looked down at you, at the dildo, then back to you, “wanna share?”

You bit your lip and nodded. He chuckled and joined you on the bed, crawling to come face to face with your cunt and sucking your clit into his mouth for a second, then placing a soft kiss to it just after and making you gush a little more.

Minho lifted your one leg to bend as he sat in front of you, slotting himself beneath and draping the other leg over yours in a scissoring position. With enough space between the two of you, he pushed one end of the dildo into you, making you sit up on your elbows and moan. He watched every expression you made, drank in every whimper and savored how tightly you clenched around the toy.

He pumped the toy in and out of you for a little, just playing with you as you resisted the urge to kick up for more. But you wanted more, so, so badly. You reached for his arm and raked your nails over the top of his hand hard enough to leave red streaks into his skin.

He himself had had enough. Leaning back, Minho got comfortable and positioned the other end of the dildo at his hole. You were almost in a trance how easily it slipped in, glistening and wet with lube. The moan he let out was even more enthralling. You’ve heard him and seen him like this before, stuffed full of the toy or of your other boyfriend, but this was different, it felt different. This was a mutual need and desire that made you both utterly stupid to satisfy.

You moved slow, pushing your hips forward at the same time he did but just a beat behind, not going faster until it was obvious the toy wouldn’t fall out of either of you. And when you did pick up speed, it was like straight out of a porno, the unadulterated, raw bliss covering both your faces. Thighs rubbed against one another, he didn’t mind when you propped yourself up on his relaxed leg to reach the dildo deeper into you, seeing as he did the same to you.

It escalated just as quick, your bodies unconsciously pulled closer like a magnet to the point that the quick pushing and pulling of your hips made you slam against one another, entirely unhinged in your mimicked movements. Minho looked like he was battling whether or not to cum, as were you but you were generally better at hiding it. Though, he bit his lip again and it seemed hard enough to draw blood. When it fell from between his teeth you couldn’t help but pull him in by the neck for a sloppy, sweaty kiss. You could feel the perspiration on his chest and down his arms, probably both worked up and exhausted.

Minho was growing more and more rowdy with his vocalizations and his movements, unable to slow down or make a coherent sentence, and it hadn’t even been that long since he came home. Cock bouncing against his abdomen just looked so cute, you couldn’t help scooting a little closer so the bottoms of your core touched his balls, dildo nudging your sweet spot as you did, and reaching out to take him in hand. His entire body shuddered for a moment upon feeling the warmth of your palm, though dry, still pleasurable. Precum dripped between your fingers and made the glide a bit smoother, the moans he let out, how animalistic and primal Minho moved for the feeling of both the dildo and your hand was arousing all by itself, you could feel the pressure building in your belly.

Then he found the strength to thumb at your clit and your voice jumped three octaves. You hadn’t expected that he would’ve done so and weren’t going to complain in the slightest at how light his touch was, it was just enough. The sudden warmth of his digit to your nerves made your body clench and eyes roll back as the orgasm hit you, Minho grazing his thumb in figure eights to prolong the feeling while your hand locked in a ring around his cock. He was always great at multitasking, somehow still fucking himself on the dildo, into your hand, and keeping weight to your clit. You’d managed to regain enough consciousness towards the tail end of your high to lean in to kiss him right after shouting his name. That was what got him to cum, hearing you scream for him. Just as your lips met, he came hard into your hand, spluttering all over his chest and tummy and moaning into your mouth.

The comedown made you feel weightless aside from the gentle plush of his lips on yours. As you both took the time to catch your breaths with your sweaty foreheads leaning on one another, Minho tangled his hands into your hair, unable to keep off of you. Looking at him through your lashes, you blindly felt around his stomach for the warm wetness, taking a dab onto your finger and bringing it to your lips to taste. His mouth dropped slightly and immediately kissed you again, tongue plunging into you and licking himself from your tastebuds.

Amidst the filthy kiss, the voice of a third party made you jump to hide in his arms out of surprise.

“I wish I recorded that to show you how slutty you both looked. God damn.”

Jisung stood leaning the doorway the way Minho did earlier– they really were the same. He had already begun taking off his shirt and pants and slowly making his way over to the two of you. “Hope I’m not too late. Mind if I join?” He said softly, placing his hands on both your heads and gently petting.

Another round of adrenaline shot through you, shooting up and letting the toy slip out of you to jump into Jisung’s arms and crash your lips into his. Now you felt complete, chest to chest with Jisung and his mouth ravaging yours, and Minho at your behind massaging your ass until it was his turn for a smooch. As Jisung ran up and down your body, he found Minho’s hand and covered it with his to press both their hands into your flesh.

“Hey baby,” the younger chuckled against you, smiling into another peck before pulling away to give a greeting kiss to Minho. “Hey my bigger baby– ouch!” Minho had pinched his skin at the nickname.

Jisung looked you both up and down, thoroughly impressed you were even conscious. The toy was still lodged inside Minho and there was a wet stain where you had previously been. Smirking, Jisung stole the toy from between his legs and held it up, “this thing has seen some things, hasn’t it?” And tossed it to the side.

You couldn’t help how sexy he looked, hair disheveled and abs toned like gods, you jumped onto Jisung again and pulled him further into the bed to join. He fell into the kiss deeper when Minho came around his backside to lick lines across the back of his neck. Jisung laughed into your mouth when you palmed his already hard cock through his boxers, “you both just came and still want more?” The two of you moaned in unison, “yes.”

“You’re so lucky I’ve missed you today,” Jisung bit your lip before pulling away to crane his head back and bring Minho in for another sloppy makeout. As their tongues swirled around one another– you almost got distracted by how tightly Jisung’s grip was on the brunette’s hair– you gently bit down his chest, gliding over his nipples with your lips and tugging his boxers down. The bounce of his dick against his lower stomach had your mouth dropping to catch the tip in your mouth, sucking and toying with the slit by tracing it with the tip of your tongue. Jisung moaned into his mouth, loud and unfiltered, keeping your eyes open to watch them both and reach between their bodies for Minho’s cock as well. He was growing hard again in your palm and it was fascinating to feel, even more rewarding when he started rutting into you again.

Their mouths broke apart with a string of saliva still connecting their tongues, both looking down to you working Jisung up further with a mixed look of lust and pure infatuation. Just from their gazes alone you felt the warmth of their adoration fill your chest, like even they could tell that all they needed was a you-shaped piece to finish the puzzle.

Just your mouth on Jisung, Minho in one hand, with your free one you reached down between your legs to lightly press into your clit. Already it was more satisfying than however long it took you to even begin to build an orgasm when it was just yourself. Minho bit into the back of Jisung’s shoulder and cupped his hand over yours, squeezing tighter. His eyes were big and watery and somehow still so desperate no matter how much you gave him. Honestly, it wasn’t far off from the expression you held as well. You felt like melting under the pressure of their stares, so vastly different in attitude that you weren’t sure who to reciprocate. The only reason you held Minho’s gaze longer was because he was verbally whimpering and almost tugging you forward in a needy attempt at finding a second high.

But before he could do so, Jisung pulled you up by your hair and  shoved you back onto the bed roughly, Minho whimpering from the loss of contact. Not entirely unexpected, but still surprised you nonetheless, you groaned when he stole your hand from your core and put the wet digits into his mouth. “Sweet pup, what do you want today? Just say it and I’ll give it to you.”

Jisung was being uncharacteristically kind for his bedroom presence, it made you raise an unconvinced eyebrow. “If you don’t tell me, you get nothing. One time offer.”

That sounded promising. You looked them both up and down, lingering a bit where their dicks hung heavy, Jisung knowing he’ll get his in the end so he didn’t rush you whereas Minho was slowly stroking with his lip between his teeth. They both looked at you like absolute dogs, wanting, needing, desiring something warm and wet to fuck into until they got their fill. You love them both equally and love how easily they can both satiate your craving, but something about the way Minho seemed incredibly more desperate for you made you reach for him.

Jisung laughed sort of evilly, like he already had a plan devised in his head because sure enough, he did.

“I was hoping I’d get to try this out soon. Go on, pretty kitty, give our princess what she wants. If you don’t mind, I’ll take my share, too.”

You felt exceptionally weak at the moment, needing the intimacy from them both and grabbing Jisung’s hand before he could slip away. “Don’t leave,” you almost cried, suddenly emotional now that you’d had them both in front of you, so vulnerable.

The lust disappeared for a second to be replaced by concern as Jisung examined your expression. “‘M not going anywhere, princess,” you crumbled a little at the name and it made him smile. “You’re ours, remember?” Jisung lifted your hand to his lips to place a soft kiss and electricity ran from your fingertips to your toes.

But that only lasted for a few seconds as Minho took over your view, already ravaging your chest and up to your mouth to smother you. “Bring her here,” you heard Jisung say and felt the bed move, you were being dragged towards the edge.

Minho stayed on top of you, tracing his hands up and down your body like he couldn’t get enough, which was true. He’s had you more times than he could count and yet, he wanted more. With his tongue in your mouth, he hiked your legs around his waist and let his cock tap over your mound. Jisung lingered over his shoulder, tilting his head like a cat as Minho bit into your neck. “Are you sure you want us both, baby?” His tone was caring. You nodded as best as you could while trying to stop from rutting into the man on top of you– failing miserably.

To your other unoccupied side, Jisung kissed your cheek. “Do you mind if I use our kitty, too, pup?” With a shake of your head, no, Jisung gave a few loving pats to Minho’s ass, “go on then, kitty. Give the pretty princess what she deserves and you’ll get something special, too.”

Jisung laid next to you on his side, head perched in his hand and brushing the matted hair from your forehead. He kissed your lips, then tugged Minho’s hair to kiss his as well. The three of you were so close that the corners of their mouths brushed over yours and it made you even more excited. Minho blindly took his cock into hand and found your entrance with ease, gently pushing into you. You moaned loudly at the sensation, feeling entirely too full for your own good.

Both of your boyfriends followed up with groans of their own upon hearing you. “How does it feel, baby? Does our kitty make you feel good?” You nodded. “Use your words, princess.”

“So good, so big,” you managed to say. The blonde chuckled and ran his hand up and down Minho’s back.

“I know he is. What about you, kitty? Aren’t you gonna praise our princess? She’s had such a hard day, begging us to come home and fuck her.”

“Warm– wet, fucking tight,” he was growing incoherent, those four words the only thing to come out of his mouth that wasn’t a mewl.

“Mhm, she has such a good pussy, doesn’t she. Made for us.”

Minho was slow to thrust in and out of you, both your bodies tired and overstimulated in the best of ways. But it meant he was losing stamina, not because he didn’t have it physically, but all his energy was going into keeping a straight-ish mind and not blowing before being allowed. Lewd, soft wetness filled the dead space within the bedroom and it felt like Minho’s slow grind was going on for hours. Not that you were complaining, he was just too excited for his own good so any faster and he’d have to tap out.

Your cries for more seemed to have awoken Jisung from his trance of just watching yours and Minho’s bodies rubbing against one another. He got off the bed to stand behind Minho, looking down at you while the older hid his face in your neck. Jisung broke eye contact to look down at Minho’s spread cheeks, clearly playing with his ass by how Minho was now a whining mess. “You know how to treat our princess so well, kitty, already made her cum once. But, I don’t think you’re fucking her quite right.”

Your eyebrows furrowed up at the blonde, while it didn’t seem Minho was even listening, still fucking you slow and steady.

Jisung pumped himself and aligned himself with Minho’s hole, keeping his eyes on your face as he did. “Don’t worry, pup. I’ll teach him to fuck you properly.”

Minho definitely wasn’t listening, he didn’t register Jisung even speaking until he was being filled with cock. The loudest, highest pitched cry you’d ever heard forced itself from Minho’s mouth, stilling in your pussy as Jisung sheathed himself entirely. You could feel the length in your walls pulsing and throbbing along with Minho’s grip around you tightening. Even if nothing new was being done to you, it felt like your body’s nerves had increased tenfold in sensitivity as Jisung’s eyes rolled back and Minho shuddered in your hold. You clenched and fluttered around him with a newfound feeling taking over every inch of your body.

Gripping the other boy’s hips bruisingly hard, Jisung experimentally pulled his hips away and thrust back in, causing Minho to violently shiver. But the boy in the middle pushed into you again, as deep as he could go as if to get away from the intense pleasure, except he had nowhere to escape. Forwards, there was you, a hot, sloppy hole to fill. Backwards, a hard cock that awaited to fill him. Minho felt nothing but sickeningly severe euphoria, like he might pass out.

He didn’t, thankfully. Instead, he chose to give in to the bliss and attempt to fuck himself backwards on Jisung’s cock, then slam into you on the downstroke. You gushed with arousal everytime he pulled out knowing that he must’ve felt on cloud nine, you could’ve felt it yourself as well just looking at him. But Minho’s thrusts began to grow lazy in little to no time. Taking it upon himself to further prove his point, Jisung sent one hard pound into Minho, forcing the elder to harshly sink into you like a domino effect.

Jisung’s chuckle rang in your ears, amused by both your whiney groans. You didn’t realize you had reached up behind Minho for Jisung, wanting to hold him as well. The blonde smiled fondly down at you and hitched your legs up so your ankles caged him in, too. Taking your one hand, he rested them on the outside of your thigh with a strong grip, his other steadying on Minho’s hip. Jisung first guided Minho back and forward until he physically couldn’t restrain himself anymore, eventually pushing Minho to lay completely on you and cock nestled into your deepest parts. You could feel his tip just nudging your g-spot, so close that it made your eyes screw tight. Then, Jisung pulled back and began thrusting into the man sandwiched between your bodies, hard. Every time their skin clapped together, it sent Minho’s length sinking impossibly further into your pussy and ramming into your sweet spot. “See that, Min? This is how our princess deserves to be fucked every day. Nice and satisfied, hm?”

You could proudly say you saw stars at this point, but then that’d leave room for Minho to say he saw god because he was drooling all over your chest, eyes rolled back and body almost limp above you. The hand that wasn’t holding Jisung’s pushed Minho’s bangs back from his forehead, gently coercing him back down to earth to look at you for a bouncy, messy kiss.

You were forcing yourself not to let the knot snap, you’d only just begun, you told yourself. Except it had been hours since you’d actually gotten naked, it’s only just in the past twenty minutes did both your lovers finally get their dicks wet. Jisung could see it written all over your face, reading you like a book. “Wanna cum already, princess? That’s fine, see if our kitty can handle it.”

It was easy to give in and let the warmth overtake your body, blinded by white light and the warmth of Minho’s seed filling your belly at the same time. Even just a tighter than normal clench set him off, the quick, rough rhythm of Jisung’s thrusts prolonging your orgasm and tightly gripping your boyfriend’s length within you. The two of you were a crying, sweaty, jelly-bodied mess below Jisung, who continued to chase his high. You held his hand with an iron grip to stay semi-grounded, he squeezed back and it was like he fell in love all over again watching you try to keep your eyes on him.

By the time you were able to feel your toes again, Minho was on the verge of passing out and Jisung was finally reaching his end. The blonde pulled out and rushed to kneel beside your head, sighing as you immediately took him in your mouth to suck him to completion. The bitter salty taste spreading over your tongue made you sigh, clenching onto Minho’s tired body to keep him from falling over.

Looking up at Jisung through your lashes, he stroked your cheek with hearts in his eyes, shuddering a little as you swallowed with his tip still in your mouth. “You two are…” he started, letting go of his cock still in your mouth and petting both your heads, “incredible.”

Minho mumbled into your skin, keening at the feeling of hands in his hair. It was his favorite thing, you just had to contribute and rake your nails over his scalp. You were just enjoying the weight of his dick on your tongue, but Jisung grew overly sensitive, pulling away and running to grab things to clean you up with.

It seemed as though he didn’t want to pull out as Minho let his cock grow flaccid within you and snuggled into your neck. You could feel his lips place a kiss every now and then until your other boyfriend returned and eventually beckoned him to lay beside you, not without a wince as he let himself fall from your sore cunt.

“You both must feel on top of the world, hm?” Jisung joked, guiding your legs to the side to gently wipe your core, then doing the same to Minho. You could only laugh in response as Minho reached for you to hold again. You let him, of course, and Jisung wanted to kiss the breath from both your lungs. “So cute,” he whispered and pecked your foreheads.

The blonde wandered away again as you and Minho tangled your limbs together, sleepy and cuddly. Before you could entirely succumb to the tiredness, you called out for Jisung again. He reappeared with water and a straw for you to sip, grateful that you were coherent and conscious. “Sleep, princess,” he stroked your hair back, crawling in behind you and squishing you between their overly warm bodies, letting sleep finally taking over you.

You had awoken long before either of the men in your bed did, seeing as the sun was barely breaking the horizon and filling the bedroom with morning light. To your left, Jisung was snoring away with his legs tangled between yours, Minho on your right and still fast asleep with his head nuzzled between your breasts. Everyone was cramped together, of course, but you had mastered the skill of getting up without awakening either of your boyfriends.

First course of action was to use the bathroom and attempt to take a shower, though that didn’t go very well to plan because your body was so sore. Next was breakfast, or at least lunch depending on what time they decided to wake up.

The only problem was Minho, not so much of a shock, kept a refrigerator full of ingredients, not quick meals. There lies the issue because you refused to cook so early in the morning. Thankfully, there was a coffee shop not so far down the street that had wonderful breakfast bagels that would still be good even if they woke up later in the afternoon. That seemed like the most logical option, perhaps Minho didn’t want you burning down his kitchen anytime soon.

With a borrowed hoodie and sweats, you grabbed your phone and wallet and headed out for an early morning stroll to get food.

There was almost no one out on the streets just yet, but you thanked the heavens this place was open for the early birds. You were gone for maybe twenty minutes and was on your way back when your phone rang in your pocket, text after text flooding your notifications so quickly you had to stop walking to read it.

butt muncher (ji) >> did you really just fuck us and leave us??

butt muncher (ji) >> real classy 

butt muncher (ji) >> hope the dick was worth it

butt muncher (ji) >> are we just pieces of meat to you??

butt muncher (ji) >> i am not an object

butt muncher (ji) >> is that how you see me?

butt muncher (ji) >> i gave u my heart, gave u everything 

butt muncher (ji) >> what did i do wrong?

butt muncher (ji) >> i miss u

butt muncher (ji) >> pls come back i didn't mean it  

You rolled your eyes and took a picture of the breakfast bag then hit send.

butt muncher (ji) >> hurry back darling :3 

The force Jisung put behind his hug when you opened the door almost sent you toppling back into the hallway. He planted a big, wet kiss on your cheek and stole the bag from your hands and started rummaging through it before even getting to the table. “Good morning to you, too,” you grumbled, closing the door behind you.

“‘M still mad at you,” his mouth was full of the breakfast bagel, eyes sleepily closing as he chewed.

You gave him a kiss on the forehead, wrapping your arms around his waist from the back and giving him a tight hug, “I know you are. I’m sorry for leaving to feed my starving babies. I’m the worst girlfriend in the world.”

Jisung was pinned between you and the counter, managing to turn around and drape his arms over his shoulders with the bagel still in hand. “Not the wooorst. This is pretty yummy.” When you tried to turn your head to catch a bite, he snatched it away quickly, “you have your own,” and took another munch.

He didn’t let you go even when you tried to wiggle loose, keeping the food close by to keep you against his chest as he ate. As you were blindly looking for your own bagel, you heard another pair of footsteps stumbling closer. Minho was suddenly pressing his chest to your back and squishing you between them in a snuggly hug. You had finally felt the bagel and pulled it out of the bag when Minho greeted you with a kiss, then Jisung before he stole the bagel from your hand with his teeth and immediately ran away with your food.

You couldn’t even be upset as he flopped onto his back on the couch and began chewing with his eyes closed as well. They were both exhausted and barely conscious enough to feed themselves.

“This is really good,” Minho said with his mouth full.

“Can I eat mine now?”

“No,” Jisung said and squeezed you tighter, “you stay here. Wanna hold you.”

Sighing, protesting wasn’t an option when he felt so warm against you. “Will you at least share?”

“No,” Jisung held the bagel down for you to nibble. The bite was savory and delightful until he tugged it away and spun you around, picking you up and walking back into the bedroom then tossing you on the bed. He walked away and came back a few moments later with the bagel hanging from his mouth and Minho on his back, eyes drowsy and chewing slowly on his own. The older didn’t protest to being thrown down next to you, laying on his back instantly. 

As Jisung maneuvered you to lay on Minho’s chest, he took the other’s bagel and placed both on the bedside table so he could take your spot, he whispered,  “please don’t leave us like that again.”

“I came back, didn’t I?”

“And with food,” Minho’s chest rumbled below you.

Jisung didn’t seem convinced, suddenly more interested in you than the food. Though Minho couldn't tell with his eyes still closed, you could see that Jisung just needed a little reassurance. You brushed his hair from his forehead while he snuggled into Minho’s side, draping an arm over your back and getting as close as possible. 

“We still need a bigger bed,” you looked into Jisung’s eyes as you spoke, keeping your hand softly raking through his hair.

“A bigger bed means you’ll be further away from me.”

Minho softly snored beneath you. “No, you’d never let me stay too far. Yours.” You took your hand back to kiss your fingertips, then placing it against his lips to kiss as well. Jisung smiled, grateful. His eyes shut again once you smoothed the furrow from his brow, falling victim to the morning nap and following Minho’s snoring rhythm with his own.

-

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Pretty Boy- War of Hearts preview

Pairing: Chanlix (mention of Minchan | Minsung | Y/N)

Word Count: 4532

Summary: Watching his best friend and former lover Minho getting married breaks Chan's heart. Leaving the wedding early he gets pulled over for speeding by a surprisingly handsome officer...

Warnings/Tags: angst, fluff, friends to lovers to friends, minsung is getting married, chan gets a little drunk, bodyguard!chan, officer!felix, mafia boss!minho, smut, sub!felix, dom!chan, strangers to lovers, anxious!min

A/N: Soo I didn't plan on posting anything of the mafia series I've been working on yet but I thought I could use this chapter since it's very Chanlix centered🤭 I hope you guys like the first glimpse at the series (yn at the beginning only here). Hope you like it miu @miuracha 💕💕

do not repost, translate, or plagiarize my works in any way here or on other platforms. ©️writingforstraykids 2024 -

You sit down with them, taking Felix’s previous place, and look at Chan curiously. “Now I really wanna know how the two of you met. Felix isn’t usually like this.”

“I wasn’t either,” Chan giggles softly and rubs his face. “Fine, but I won’t tell you all the details,” he giggles, thinking back to the night he met Felix.

Four years ago

Chan watches the newly wedded couple in front of him, keeping up the fake smile he has been wearing for hours. Minho smiles brightly, kissing Jisung for the hundredth time tonight, and pulls him in close as they sway across the dance floor. The golden ring on his hand shines brightly beneath the lights, and so do those beautiful brown eyes he fell in love with all these years ago.

Minho's happiness is his top priority, especially after those last couple of years. Chan stopped counting the nights Minho clung to him in feverish nightmares, searching for him to hold him when he felt like falling apart. Now he's happy with someone else. It shouldn't matter. It should be enough to see him smile again, to be so purely in love and finally feel at peace. It should be, but it isn't.

Chan's heart breaks with every kiss he watches. It shatters with every loving gaze Minho gifts to Jisung and not him. Hearing them exchanging vows and tying the knot was by far the worst moment of his life since he lost his parents. He takes another sip of his drink and presses his lips together tightly, getting a little emotional. He needs to get out of here. Chan pushes himself off his chair and grabs the keys to his motorcycle.

"Channie, hyung," Minho's soft voice stops him, and turning around, he can see them coming toward him. "You're leaving already?"

"I'm not feeling so well, I'm sorry, Min," he lies smoothly.

"Oh no, what's wrong?" he asks worriedly, eyes scanning his body for possible signs of discomfort.

"Nothing, I'll be fine," he waves him off.

"Chan," Minho frowns at him.

"Min, sweetie," Jisung chimes in gently. "Let him go if he needs to rest, you have enough other bodyguards around."

"Yeah, but this is my best friend," Minho argues softly, not knowing how hurtful those two little words are for Chan. Jisung gives him a meaningful glance before excusing himself to go and talk to a friend of his. Minho gives him a quick kiss, and Chan is gone when he turns back around.

Chan races down the stairs of the wedding venue Minho rented and blindly fumbles for his keys as tears burn in his eyes. He reaches his bike and grabs his helmet, hands shaking as he unclasps it.

"Chan!" Minho calls out for him, rushing down the stairs and coming to a halt in front of him. He frowns seeing the tears in his eyes. "Oh, Channie, that bad?" he asks worriedly.

"I'm just feeling really sick right now, that's all," he says quietly, lowering his gaze to the floor.

"Let me drive you home then," he suggests.

"Min, this is your wedding," he argues. "You can't just vanish."

"I can do whatever I want," he snorts.

"Wouldn't be fair to him, would it?" he asks, and Minho's smile falters.

"He'd get it. You're my best friend, and if you feel like shit, it's my responsibility to take care of you."

"No, Minnie, it's my responsibility to take care of you. You're supposed to be in there with your husband-" he chokes on the word and swallows hard.

Minho gently grabs his hand, his ring burning against Chan's skin. "Channie, dear," he says softly. "I just…be careful, okay?"

"Of course," he nods quickly.

"Promise me," Minho asks gently.

"Min," Chan sighs, finally wanting to get away from this.

"Promise me you'll be careful. I couldn't handle it if something happened to you," he says, the grip around his hand growing stronger.

"I promise I'll be fine," he says, carefully easing his hand out of Minho's. He looks up and smiles at him bravely. "Go and have fun, alright?" he asks, and Minho nods hesitantly, searching his eyes.

He watches him climbing onto his bike and grabbing the helmet. He can tell something is very wrong, and he doubts it's what Chan says it is. Chan wouldn't leave his side because of that, he never does. "I love you, you know that right?" he asks timidly, and Chan freezes in his movements for a short moment.

"I love you," Chan answers just as timidly, and his gaze softens a little, meeting Minho's wide, confused eyes. "You look beautiful," he tells him gently, and Minho blushes almost instantly. "Thank you," he whispers.

"Come here," Chan sighs, and Minho steps closer. He hugs him tight and smiles as Minho holds onto him firmly. "You're doing great. I'm proud of you, Minnie," he says softly.

Minho's hold on him tightens. "Please don't go?"

Chan pulls back, cupping his cheek out of reflex. "You'll be fine."

"I feel safer when you're here," he confesses anxiously.

Chan shakes his head firmly, leaning in and planting a short, light kiss on his forehead. "You'll be fine," he whispers, and pulling back, there are tears burning in his eyes all over again.

Minho watches him, stunned, as he puts on the helmet and grabs his keys. "I'll see you tomorrow?"

"Of course," he promises, putting on his gloves.

"It's you and me against the world, right?" he asks timidly.

Chan feels like laughing at that. Minho just got married to Jisung but still thinks it's them against the rest. "Always, kitten," he says softly before starting the engine.

Minho stands still for a moment as Chan races off and nervously fidgets with his suit. He wonders if Chan would be alright and get home safely. Minho flinches softly as someone wraps their arms around him, hand resting on his chest.

"Hey there," Jisung says gently, kissing his cheek. "You're alright?"

"Yeah, I'll be fine," he nods and squeezes his hand, leaning back into him.

"He'll be okay," he tells him soothingly.

"I'm not sure this time," Minho shakes his head, deep in thought.

"He always is, he has to. He'd never leave you here if he didn't think you'd be safe," he points out, and Minho hums agreeingly. "Come on now, we have a party to celebrate," he says, gently pulling him with him.

-

Chan blinks away his tears, racing down the streets rather aimlessly. He doesn't want to go back home yet, he'll feel even lonelier in that big house without Min there. He has no other place to go, though. His parents are gone, there aren't any siblings, and Minho is all he had his whole life. The only constant variable in his life got ripped away for good. The safe house is over an hour away and full of memories. He can't escape it.

Chan speeds up a little, the wind pulling at his jacket, but he doesn't care. He'll just keep on driving all night and stay away from home for a bit. He notices the red light too late and curses to himself softly, that could've gone very wrong.

A loud siren behind him startles him a little, and glancing back through his mirror, he notices a police car getting closer. "Oh, for fucks sake," he curses and stops at the side of the road.

Felix parks behind him and hops out of the car. "That fucker really got some nerves," he whispers to himself, making his way over. "Excuse me, Sir, you-" he starts and loses track of his thoughts as the guy takes off his helmet. He meets a pair of soft and incredibly sad chocolate orbs he feels like he could drown in if he maintains eye contact for too long. Dark curls frame his face effortlessly, and god, those full lips. A quick glance down his body makes him suspect he's quite fit, and Felix scolds himself for getting all dreamy about a member of the mafia. It must be him.

"Yes, officer?" he asks patiently, resting the helmet on his thigh.

"You, uhm, you were speeding. And you ignored a red light," he tells him, frowning softly at his amused expression.

"I'm aware of that, thank you," he nods.

"That's not a kind reminder," Felix protests softly. "I just pulled you over because -."

"I don't get pulled over," Chan says calmly, and judging by Felix's stunned expression, he has no clue who he's talking to. "Ever heard of Minho Lee?"

Felix's eyes widen and he nods quickly. "Yeah, I did."

"Well, guess what, I'm pretty important to him. So remember this," he says, vaguely waving at himself and the motorcycle. "And don't pull me over again."

"I don't think I can-" he stammers.

Chan sighs heavily and reaches out for him, pushing aside his jacket gently to check the name tag. "Great, another fucking Lee who's ruining my day."

"You ruined that by yourself, Sir. I just reminded you of the law," Felix frowns, almost a little offended.

"The law's debatable," Chan shrugs and squints his eyes at him. He takes in the sight of him in his uniform and has to bite back a smirk, meeting his very confused brown eyes. Dark hair falls around his face, highlighting the freckles on it. He looks cute. " You're new here, aren't you?"

"Actually, I've been living here for my whole-."

"At the police force, darling," Chan huffs, and Felix's eyes widen, a soft blush creeping up his neck. Oh.

"I'm-Yes, I'm new," he nods quickly.

"I can tell," he says and smiles at him fondly. "Still so eager to do things right."

"We should," Felix nods quickly, subconsciously straightening his uniform.

"But they don't. And you won't if you want to survive this job," he nods thoughtfully. "You'll notice soon enough. Try staying away from Han's men, they're horrible to cops."

"Okay," he nods, wondering why the hell he is listening to this crap. "Sir, are you drunk?" he asks after a moment of silence.

Chan laughs out loud, and it's the first time today. "I'm not joking, stay away from the Han family. They're dangerous. It'd be a shame if they'd mess up that pretty face of yours," he says, and Felix's blush deepens. "But to answer your question, yes, I had a little too much."

"Then that's another reason you shouldn't be driving," Felix points out kindly.

"I have to get home somehow," he shrugs, staring up at the sky, slowly changing colors as the sun begins to set.

"You have no one to pick you up?" he asks, feeling pity for him.

"My best friend got married to another guy today. I have no one else," he tells him, not really sure why the fuck he'd be telling that to some random police officer.

"That's why you're drunk and driving so reckless," he hums understandingly. "You're heartbroken, aren't you?"

"What if I was?" he asks and watches him observantly. His brown hair shines beneath the setting sun, eyes sparkle beautifully. Chan can't help but think again about how effortlessly beautiful Officer Lee is.

"Then I'd feel sorry for pulling you over…but on second thought, not really. There's no use putting yourself at risk because someone hasn't found you fitting for themselves," he says very gently, observing Chan's eyes. "Maybe you're not the right person for him, but I'm sure you'll find your missing piece one day."

"Well, thanks for the advice, Officer Lee," he snorts and once more checks him out. Oh, fuck it. "When does your shift end tonight?"

Felix glances at his watch. "In five minutes," he tells him.

"May I take you out for dinner after? Make up for the trouble I caused you?" he asks smoothly, and Felix's eyes widen before he gathers himself quickly again.

"Purely that?" he asks, and Chan raises his eyebrow at him.

"You're bolder than you look," he smirks. "Not really, no."

"Well, then skip the politeness and take what you so clearly want," Felix announces, not without blushing heavily.

Chan sees right through him and nods to himself. "If you let me," he nods reluctantly.

"Please," Felix nods, growing a bit shy. He crosses his arms behind his chest to hide his hands shaking.

Chan looks at him, amused. "I don't know if you're naive or touch starved to get into bed with some stranger, but I'll take it."

"I know very well who you are, Mr. Bahng," he says, and surprise flashes in Chan's eyes. "You're the head bodyguard of Mr. Lee, and that best friend you've been talking about is the very same person. You're in love with your boss."

"Huh," Chan laughs stunned. "And that doesn't stop you from climbing into bed with me?"

"That's what makes it exciting," he corrects him, and Chan smirks.

"I believe your five minutes are over, dear," he says calmly, and Felix hums softly. "Keep up, alright?" he asks, putting his helmet back on.

"You bet," he grins.

-

Felix gets onto the motorcycle behind him, wrapping his arms around him to steady himself. They decided to park the car back at the police station to avoid raising suspicions, and Chan kept his helmet on as Felix did.

"Hold on tight," Chan tells him, and Felix hums, agreeing. He starts the engine and drives off with him. He knows Minho would be pissed knowing he brought a police officer back home, but he couldn't care less. He just wanted to forget and feel good for a night.

Chan soon parks in front of the mansion and hops off his bike, taking off his helmet. Felix does as well and smiles at him shyly. "Come on in," Chan chuckles and leads the way.

Felix follows him through the front door, looking around curiously. Chan takes the helmet from him and puts it aside, reaching into a small closet drawer next to the door. He pulls out a piece of soft silk and gives him an apologetic smile. "He'd kill me if I'd led you through the house with your eyes open."

"Oh, okay," Felix nods gently, swallowing nervously as Chan steps closer. Their eyes meet, and sparks ignite between them. "Can I kiss you?" he asks politely.

Chan chuckles softly and cups his face, pulling him into a gentle kiss. A soft sound escapes Felix's lips, and he grips Chan's suit jacket, pulling him close. Chan's arm snakes around his waist, and he lets him enjoy that feeling. It has been years since he kissed someone and he only realizes now how much he had missed it.

Felix takes a few steps back, pulling him with him until his back hits the wall. Chan braces himself on the wall, caging him in, and the moment Felix parts his lips to catch his breath, Chan's tongue slides into his mouth. A low groan escapes him as their tongues slide against each other sensually. He reaches up, burying his hand in those thick curls and arches into him. Chan's playing with his hair, pulling at it as he deepens the kiss.

Neither of them notice the front door opening until someone clears their throat. "Channie?"

Chan flinches heavily and pulls back panting, turning to look at him. Minho stands there, still in his wedding suit, and watches him with wide eyes. "Min, you're back already?"

Felix connects the dots and realizes the man in front of them is Minho Lee, one of the most important people in town.

"I-uh, I came to check on you, but you seem to feel fine again," he says, nodding slowly. He looks a little hurt, realizing Chan hasn't felt sick. "So you're…you're not feeling sick?"

"Not anymore," Chan answers, and he isn't even lying. He hasn't been feeling exactly well the whole day, watching the love of his life marrying another man.

"Mhm, okay," Minho nods quietly before his eyes fall onto Felix. "And that is?"

Felix bows gently before him, dark messed-up hair falling into his face. "I'm Officer Felix Lee, Sir," he introduces himself. "It's an honor to meet you."

Minho frowns at him softly. "Not really, there's nothing special about me other than my mother's legacy," he says and looks back at Chan. "Why are you bringing a police officer back home without my permission?"

"Since when am I asking for permission?" Chan gives back and glances at Felix. "Felix and I just met, we've decided to have some fun tonight."

Felix smiles at the way his name rolls off his tongue. "You can cover my eyes now, by the way," he chimes in gently. "I've probably seen too much already."

Chan smiles softly and nods, pulling the silk from his pocket. He steps behind him and soothingly squeezes his shoulder. "Close your eyes, pretty," he says and locks eyes with Minho as he covers Felix's eyes. "Don't you have a husband to get back to?" he asks, more coldly than he intended to.

"I-I guess I do," he nods, not fully understanding why his heart hurts and his stomach cramps with jealousy as he watches Felix. He just got married; for fucks sake, why is he so focused on Chan? "We'll talk about this later, Chan."

"Nothing to talk about, you won't do much different tonight," he shrugs and wraps his arm around Felix's waist, pulling him in. Felix leans back into him, breath hitching as Chan places a kiss just below his ear.

"Why?" Minho asks, barely audibly pointing at Felix. "You're usually not like that."

"You broke my heart, that's why," he says, and Minho's face falls. "It's nothing new, and I won't stand in your way if you're happy with him. But let me deal with my side of emotions the way I prefer."

"I-I'm sorry," he whispers, tears brimming his eyes.

"No, you're not," Chan says quietly. "Because you don't have to." He steps in front of Felix and lifts him up after a gentle warning.

Felix wraps his legs around his waist, arms around his neck, and nudges his nose against Chan's clumsily. He leans to his ear as he plays with the base of his hair. "Need you so bad, Channie hyung," he whispers, not seeing the beautiful smile breaking across Chan's face.

"Don't worry, sunshine, I got you," he gives back lowly and exchanges a last glance with Minho before carrying Felix up the stairs.

"But I am sorry," Minho whispers to himself, anxiously fidgeting with the sleeves of his suit. His chest tightens a little, and he sucks in a sharp breath. He never wanted to hurt Chan like that. Never. Had he been faking to be happy for him for years now?

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Chan gently sets Felix down as they reach the corridor to his room, taking the fabric from his eyes. Felix's soft eyes flutter open and meet his. "No wonder you fell for him, he's incredibly handsome up close," Felix states, making Chan chuckle, surprised.

"Stop talking about Min, alright?" he asks gently and cups his face. "He's not important tonight."

Felix nods kindly and fondles down his sides almost hesitantly. "Where's your room?"

"Just over there." Chan gently caresses his cheeks and pulls him into a kiss. Felix's hands rest on his hips as he kisses back fiercely. They get lost in the feeling for another bit before Chan takes the lead and walks them to his room, never breaking apart. Chan kicks the door closed behind them and turns the key, trapping Felix between the door and his body.

"Can I?" Felix asks, reaching for Chan's suit jacket. Chan hums gently, and Felix brushes the jacket off his shoulders, locking eyes with him as he starts opening the buttons of his shirt. Felix hesitantly lets his hands roam his skin once he's done and bites his lower lip hard at the thought of the rest of him. "Fuck," he breathes out, a little stunned, as Chan grabs his neck and pulls him in again.

Chan pushes his thigh between his legs, smirking as Felix's jaw drops. "Feels good, pretty boy?"

"Uhuh," Felix nods dumbly, pressing down against him needily.

"Go on," he encourages him and reaches for the first button of his uniform. "I'll start taking that off for you while you do."

Felix doesn't need a second invitation, grinding down against his thigh with a low groan. He watches as Chan unbuttons his uniform and shivers with need as Chan's fingers brush against his bare skin in the process.

Chan notices and glances at him curiously. "You haven't been touched in a while, have you?"

"Not really," he confesses, blushing heavily. "It's a bit of a weakness of mine," he adds, glancing at him through his lashes.

"How much time do you have?" Chan asks, and Felix swallows audibly.

"For you, all night," he breathes out.

Chan hums softly and picks him up, carrying him to his bed. He lowers Felix into the pillows and climbs onto the bed, hovering over him. "May I make up for the time you missed then?"

"Please do," Felix nods shyly. He watches with interest as Chan gets comfortable between his legs, bracing himself next to his head. His lips plant tiny kisses down his jaw before they land on his neck. Felix melts into the sheets beneath him as Chan starts kissing his neck, leaving small bites all over it, slowly moving down to his collarbone. Sinking his hand into his curls, he whines softly as Chan's lips travel further, tongue lapping at his nipples.

Chan has no idea how long he stays like that, exploring Felix's body with his tongue, teeth, lips, and hands. The man beneath him writhes in the sheets, soft, helpless sounds tumbling from his lips. Chan's face is buried between his thighs by now, having worked up his way both of his legs. Felix's body is littered with reddish marks by now and covered in sweat, worked up from Chan's pleasurable touches. Looking up, he smiles at the sight of him. His dark hair sticks to his face, brown eyes blown with lust, lips swollen and parted. "Enjoying yourself, pretty?"

Felix hums, agreeing, and bites his lip hard as Chan gently eases off his boxers. His head falls back as Chan teasingly licks up his shaft and massages his balls with his hand. "Ch-Chan," he chokes out.

"Get on your hands and knees for me, will you?" he asks, and Felix nods, eager to please him and finally get what he wants. Felix turns around, knees buckling a little. Chan reaches for his bedside table, grabbing a bottle of lube and some condoms for later. He spreads Felix's cheeks with his fingers and licks up between them. A guttural moan falls from Felix's lips at that, pushing back the moment Chan's tongue pushes against his hole. Chan switches between tongue and fingers, working him open slowly. Felix's arms collapse as he locates his prostate, and Chan bites back a moan at the weak sound leaving his lips.

"Channie - stop," he pleads quietly, face buried in the pillow. "Fuck, please," he whimpers.

"What's wrong?" he asks, fingertips brushing against his prostate once again.

"I'm gonna-" Felix squeezes his eyes shut, body shaking as Chan massages his prostate so perfectly. It's too much. Too much after all those teasing and loving touches before, too much after being touched so right after all this time. Felix's body tenses up, and he releases into the sheets beneath him with a weak sound. His face flushes red with embarrassment, and he hides in the pillow. "Fuck, sorry."

Chan leans down, kissing his spine, and shakes his head. "Nothing to be sorry for."

Felix frowns softly and peaks at him timidly. "But I came without asking for permission."

Chan blinks at him, heart melting at the sincere apologetic look on Felix's face. "I told you I'd make up for that time you missed. I wanted you to feel that good."

Felix's blush deepens. "So you're not mad?"

"No," he tells him with a kind smile, and Felix's heart melts. That's a new one.

"I think I'm ready for you now," he tells him with a sheepish smile. "Can I take care of you now?"

"Okay," Chan nods gently and lets Felix guide him onto his back. He watches him curiously as Felix straddles his lap, eyes fluttering as Felix wraps his hand around his so far untouched dick. Felix flicks his thumb over the tip and strokes him a few times before handing him the condom. Once Chan is ready, he pours some lube into his hand, stroking Chan once again and getting into position. Chan's face contorts in pleasure as Felix slowly sinks down on him.

Felix braces himself on his chest, moaning softly as he tries to adjust to his size. He experimentally moves his hips and allows himself to relax and sink down deeper. "Feel so fucking full already," he groans deliciously.

Chan moans, relieved once he's buried fully inside of him, and rests his hands on his hips. "You're okay?" he asks, watching Felix observantly.

"Yeah," he nods, panting a little. "Just need a moment."

"Take your time," he says gently, rubbing his hips soothingly.

"Okay," Felix says to himself, lifting his hips and sinking back down on him after a moment. They both moan at the movement, and Felix repeats it, Chan's hips meeting his this time. He braces himself on his chest and works out a rhythm that feels good for them both. Felix moves eagerly on top of him, moans falling freely from his mouth by now.

Chan beneath him has his head thrown back into the pillow, jaw growing slack at the tightness of Felix around him. After all, it's been a while for him too. "Fuck, Felix," he groans softly.

Felix tries to angle his hips a little differently to hit his prostate but doesn't fully succeed. After a few tries, a frustrated whimper leaves his mouth, and Chan glances up at him.

His breath hitches, seeing tears brimming Felix's eyes, and he has to bite back a groan. Wow, he didn't know he had a thing for that. "You're okay, pretty boy?" he asks gently, and Felix shakes his head, whining softly.

"Need more," he admits, and Chan understands, gently patting his hips.

"Let me help," he says reassuringly, and Felix does, letting him angle his hips a little differently. Chan thrusts up into him, and Felix rewards him with a deep, relieved moan, nails digging into his torso. Chan's eyes roll back at the way Felix clenches around him, moaning obscenely loud and shaking on top of him. "Fucks sake," he breathes out, pounding up into him desperately. Felix slams his hips down against him, their moans growing louder. They chase their high together, pushing each other over the edge soon after. Felix collapses against him, and Chan lazily thrusts up into him still, rubbing his back soothingly.

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After a moment of silence, Felix glances at him with a shy smile. "Again?" Chan kisses him fiercely as an answer, flipping them over in the process. Again.

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[k-krissten]

Interstellar

Minsung x fem!

Synopsis: Nova is the star of K-pop, and also the best friend of Jisung and Minho, she is the girl of the moment, and her falling in love with them will change everything, although it will be for the better... Or not?

Warning: Mentions of sex, depression and eating problems.

Being an idol was never easy, the hours of rehearsals so that the choreographies were perfect, the intense singing classes, and the improvement in general were exhausting. But it was worth it, at least it's what you like to think, as the leader of interstellar the most promising group of JYP and the fourth generation, things were twice as hard for you.

You fought hard to have the place you had, everyone knew it, of course, you are Nova “the new star”. In addition, as the only woman in your group, the eyes were constantly on you. They were more cruel to you than to Jay or Skyler, your other members.

You were the star you were because of how meticulous, rigorous and perfectionist you always were. In front of cameras you were the sex symbol of the moment, with your blond hair and curvy body, Bewitching dark eyes and that sensual but kind aura that drove your fans crazy. Behind the scenes were the group's producer and writer, the one who cleaned up their disasters and sacrificed herself so that they could live mostly a teenage life.

But above all you were a depressed girl, because of the critical eyes of others, how underestimated many people had you, the cruel words of social networks and your constant dissatisfaction with yourself. It was easy for insecurities to sneak into your skin. You can always do better, sing better, dance better, produce better, look better, be better.

You met a lot of idols. You saw them in the hallways, you published content with them, and you collaborated with them. But you also saw them act behind the scenes, you saw them go from woman to woman and from man to man, the media said that you were a bad influence, you smoked and a couple of years ago you had an overdose of antidepressants. But if the media found out about the amount of drugs and excesses in which the golden idols were involved, they would scream in the sky. You were always transparent with your fans, you told them about the depression you dragged since the beginning of your adolescence and your eating problems. Some were scandalized, most were grateful, to see that the girl of the moment was as human as anyone, was what probably brought you closer to the fans.

In addition to your members, the only other idols you considered friends were the Stray Kids boys, perhaps it was the hours shared with Christopher and Changbin in the studio working. Or that it was impossible not to love Felix or Hyunjin. And since Seungmin and Jeongin were Skyler and Jay's best friends, you were really close to them. But with Jisung and Minho things were different, Jisung with his playful and charismatic personality and Lee Minho with his stoic and sarcastic facade that hid his true kind and protective face, they got under your skin, with them everything felt so simple, as if you belonged to them.

"Noona is not listening to me," Felix muttered, when he realized that you weren't paying attention to his conversation. Taking your mind out of the mental train you were on, bringing you to the present. The celebration party for the comeback of stray kids, you never liked these holidays. The people who were here did it to see if they managed to have a stroke of luck, sleeping with an idol or if they managed to make contacts in the middle. They were vultures in your opinion, you also hated being around drugged people and too horny to realize that they were having sex in the middle of a crowd.

"What does your head have so distracted Nova, what do you think about?" Bangchan asked with his head resting on his friend's shoulder and reaching for your hand to draw circles on it.

"What is the fastest way to die and get out of here." You answered him with an innocent smile, while you tried to locate Jay with your eyes, since Skyler disappeared with a girl as soon as he entered the big mansion and you left him for lost.

"Come on, it's not that bad, you're with us." The youngest boy told you as he settled down to wrap his arms around your waist.

“No, but being here makes me feel miserable, I’m also sure you want to enjoy your party and you can’t because you’re here with me.” The words came out of your mouth with a bitter taste.

"I can enjoy the party and be here with you," Chan answered without letting go of your hand, or letting you escape from his grip. "You know, I'd rather be with you here, than be in a dirty bathroom with someone unknown, or be too high to think"

"Listen to Chan Hyung! In addition, we all know that I never waste the opportunity to cuddle with you"

"They're so sweet, they're right if I'm here with you it's not so bad" You said as you smiled at them and untangled yourself from Felix's grip. "I'll go to the bathroom, I hope to find some of my children"

As you walked through the big house in search of the bathroom, you realized how overwhelmed you felt, and you wondered why you agreed to come.

Minsung. They were the reason, they insisted that they wanted you to be here to celebrate too. At first they were with you, but I only needed a couple of drinks for both of them to get lost and leave you, that's when Chan and Felix joined you.

When you opened the bathroom door and saw Minho fucking Jisung, you felt the bile go up your throat. You felt that you would vomit. You acted quickly, closed the door and started walking. Until a hand stopped you, you begged them not to be them.

"Noona, you look pale, it looks like you saw a ghost." Jay's warm hand threw you against his chest trying to make you warm up, thinking that your pallor was due to the little clothes you wore. You were wearing a cute short black sleeveless dress with shiny and expensive embroidery. The dress you meticulously chose for them.

Every time you thought about them, guilt gnawed at you, they were boyfriends and they were your friends. Although they will blatantly flirt with you, they never saw you as anything else. And it was good for you you would never want to lose them or hurt their relationship, you knew that your infatuation was one-sided.

"I think I feel a little bad, I don't have dinner and the champagne went up to my head" You answered with a lump in your throat, you knew they were boyfriends, you knew they fucked at every opportunity they had, so why did you feel so bad?

You weren't jealous of anyone, or upset in fact you loved them, you wanted them to be happy, they became happy. So why were you so terribly miserable every time you saw them interact that way. The reason was simple, you also wanted to be happy, you would never get involved with them, but you tried it with other people just to realize that you didn't feel anything. And secretly even under your own reprimands, you fantasized that one day they would tell you how much they loved you in the same way that you loved them.

Jay knew about your feelings, and when in the distance he saw the couple come out of the bathroom disheveled and with agitated breathing he knew that champagne had nothing to do with your current state and rather they were the reason.

Jisung saw you when you interrupted them. And I hate that you found them that way, he didn’t understand the reason, and I wanted to think that it was because they had left you alone to go fuck when they knew that the only reason you went was them.

Minho saw the way Jay was holding you, his right hand widens your back hugging you without leaving space of separation between their bodies, and his left holding your hand. His tall and wider body larger than his protected you, as if he wanted you not to notice his presence. He held you like he did when you needed comfort. For a second he felt that Jay was doing something that it was up to him to do.

When the boys saw you again, you were chatting with Felix, you looked absolutely ethereal, with a cigarette hanging from your fleshy lips, and a bright smile that you gave to the blond boy. And before they could get close to you, you were going with him. And not with them, as it's supposed to be.

Remember that English is not my first language, if you see an error do not hesitate to tell me. This is my first job and I’m a little nervous. If you like me please reblog or let me know in the comments.

—Kristen.

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[queenmea604]

This Is About Us ( Minsung )

➣ Pairing : Minho x Jisung x F!reader

➣ Genre : Fluff, Angst, Romance, Unrequited love, Smut

➣ Words Count : 6.4k

➣ Summary : A young woman falls in love with two people she shouldn't, and she only falls deeper for both of them without their knowing what she truly feels for them. You works as a makeup artist for MinSung, and you are really close with Stray Kids members, but you never expresses your feelings for both males because you are scared that you will ruin the relationship you had with them.

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The hallway has been filled with many people who are busy doing their own tasks while you greet some people who you know before you enter one waiting room with a makeup bag in your hands. Once again, you greeted people inside the room who have been working with you for four years in your career as a makeup artist for Stray Kids. You were assigned to be Minho and Jisung makeup artists, so when you entered the room, two faces lit up after seeing you at the front door of the waiting room.

" Y/n " Jisung and Minho simultaneously said your name.

" Hey, boys " You greeted all the members while giving them your sweet smile.

You put down your makeup bag at the dressing table before you take out all the stuff you need to use soon. You are so engrossed in your work that you do not notice someone standing beside you. Felix nudges your arms to let you notice his presence beside you. You give him a short glance before you resume your work, but with a small smile on your lips.

" Yes? What can I help you, Felix? " You asked him, but you didn't look up at him.

Felix pouts a little when you don't look up at him, he goes to your behind and gives you a back hug while putting his chin on your shoulder. You only smiled at Felix's clingy behavior, you were also already used to Felix's hug because he was someone who liked to cuddle with people he loved.

" Why did you not reply to the chat we sent to you? " Felix grumbled at you while using his deep voice.

" Mm.. I'm sorry about that, Lix. I was busy when you all sent me the message " You give him a truthful and honest answer about the reason you didn't read the message from them.

You open your makeup bag and take out all the necessary things you might need to use later. Felix didn't let go of the hugs and continued to cling to you. You are too busy to notice the two pairs of jealous eyes that have been thrown towards you and Felix. You look at the rest of the members to see who you need to apply makeup. You saw Jisung still didn't have any makeup on his face, so you called him to take a seat in one of the chairs in front of you. You told Felix that you needed to put makeup on Jisung's face, and Felix, with a sad face, let you go from his tight hug.

You touch Jisung's face to see if he has already applied his skincare or not. After you confirm that he has already applied his daily skincare, You apply some makeup primer to Jisung's face to make his makeup stay still for the whole day. After that, you pump some foundation on your hand before you put the right amount of foundation on Jisung's face. Jisung kept looking at you when you worked on his face until you finished with your task. You carefully applied some liptint to Jisung's pretty lips so that you didn't mess up the makeup you had already done on Jisung's face.

" There you go " You put liptint in your hands at the table beside you and told Jisung he could get up from the chair he was currently sitting in.

Hyunjin, take the seat. Jisung leaves before he gives you a sweet smile. You glance at him with the same smile on your lips, and you start working some of your magic on his face. Everyone can see that Hyunjin and you are having a good conversation, you keep on giggle about whomever Hyunjin tells at you, Minho and Jisung have unhappy expressions when they see how close you are to Hyunjin. You make a last touch-up on Hyunjin's face before you let him rest with the rest of his team members. You pack up all the items you use, close your makeup bag, and get out of the waiting room to go to the washroom near the waiting room.

Few minutes later,

You almost collide with someone after you get out of the washroom. Your eyes meet with beautiful brown eyes, which belong to Minho. You can feel that your cheeks are heating up from embarrassment after you notice how close you both are. You push Minho's body a little to give some space between you both.

" I'm sorry " You shyly told him.

Minho stood in front of you while putting both of his hands in the pockets of his pants, and he stared at you.

" Do you have any plans after this? " He casually asked you that.

" Why? " You narrowed your eyes at him because he looked so weird today.

" Erm, me and Jisung have a date after this. We just want you to join us " Minho looks at the floor with red ears, he didn't dare stare at your beautiful eye.

You seem shocked to hear that from him. You think for a moment before giving the male in front of you an answer.

" Maybe next time I also have a date with someone later, and I don't want to disturb your date with Hannie " You give him an awkward smile.

You are actually lying to Minho, you don't have any date or plan after this, but just like you said to him, You don't want to interrupt his date with his boyfriend, and you also don't want to be a third wheel when they're both on a sweet date. You need to lie and make some excuse so that Minho will not be suspicious of you. What you don't notice is that Minho's face completely changed when he heard you say you have a date with someone later. He wants to ask you about your date and with whom you will spend time later, but he realizes that he might invade your own personal life.

One of your co-workers called for you to help them about something. You took this chance to run away from Minho, and you excused yourself from Minho presence. Minho only stared at your faded figure with a disapproving eye.

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Later in evening

You let a sigh escape from your mouth, and you took a seat on a bench near you. When you suddenly felt tired and sleepy, you stretched your stiff neck. After that, you just sit down on the bench with an empty mind. You don't have any plans for what you will do to spend all your free time this evening. You lean on the bench with tired eyes, and you didn't notice. You've fallen asleep in the middle of nowhere without anyone looking for you.

Meanwhile,

Jisung and Minho stroll around the empty street until both of them go near the park. Jisung decides he wants to take some selfies at the park, and Minho just follows what his boyfriend wants. Both of them reached the park, and Jisung immediately took a selfie to post on Instagram. Jisung zoomed in on his camera phone to capture some beautiful flowers when he noticed the familiar hair h/c, and he checked the photo he just took. Jisung pulled his boyfriend's arms to go towards the bench not far from the park. Both of them looked shocked to discover you sleeping on the bench without anyone with you.

" Haish, this girl " Both of them go towards your sleeping body.

Your head is drooping to the side, and you look so peaceful sleeping on the bench, but that is a dangerous action for you to take when someone or anyone can do anything to you without you realizing it. MinSung got closer to you before both of them let out a sigh. One of them sat down beside you and pushed away your hair from your pretty face. The couple takes some time to admire your gorgeous face, which doesn't have any makeup on your bare face. Neither of them wanted to wake you up from your peaceful sleep, but they both don't have any options.

They both need to wake you up from your sleep when the weather suddenly becomes cold, so Minho gently shakes your shoulder until you open your eyes. You slowly stirred up from your short nap. You looked around you in confusion before you caught two familiar faces in front of you. Jisung and Minho stare at you with an unreadable expression on each of their faces.

" Girl, It's dangerous to sleep around like this. What if something horrible happens to you? With no one around here " Jisung scolded you.

You only gave him and Minho a sheepish smile after being caught sleeping around. Minho stared at you with a furrowed eyebrow on his pretty face.

" Didn't you say that you have a date? Where's your date? Did he leave you alone? " He asks you questions over and over again. You're kind of taken aback by Minho's question about you.

" Urm, I don't have any dates today. I lied to you so that I would not disturb your date with Hannie " You bit your lips and avoided looking at both males in the eye.

Minho only lets out a small sigh when you tell them the truth, you fiddle with your thumbs after both of them go quiet. Jisung could tell that you felt nervous, so he softly grabbed your left hand and held your cold hand. You stare up at Jisung's face and see that he already has a sweet smile on his face.

" Let's go home, you must be cold " Jisung tugged at your body until you got up on your feet.

Three of you walked towards your house in a quiet atmosphere. You shivered after a cold breeze hit your body, and MinSung noticed that. Jisung put his jacket on your body to make sure you stay heated, while Minho slowly slipped his big hand at your hand to hold your hand until you all reached your house. You offered for them to get inside your house, and you made some hot drinks for them.

Jisung and Minho have already been to your house many times after you guys got close. Both of them liked to come to your apartment because it was filled with your scent and always had warm feelings. You handed them two cups and opened your TV for them both. MinSung really likes it when you make hot chocolate for them every time they come into your house, and you also always told them to feel comfortable inside your home. You never mind when both of them stay at your house for a long time, you love having both of them inside your house.

Few hours later,

Jisung and Minho bid goodbye to you when both of them needed to head back to the dorm. Jisung pulled you into his tight but comforting hug before he kissed you on the cheek. Minho also gave you a hug, but his hug was softer than Jisung's, and he kissed softly on your forehead like a boyfriend would do to his girlfriend.

" Take care of yourself, hmm? " Minho whispered in your ears.

You blush a little after Minho's unexpected action. You nod your head at him, and both of them walk away from your apartment. You touched your heart, which is beating so fast after your crush left your house.

{Time Skip}

The next morning, when you wake up, your body doesn't feel really good. After you take a shower, you keep on sneezing non-stop and making your nose red, similar to Rudolph, but you ignore that and continue to get ready for your work as a makeup artist for Stray Kids. You drive your car until you reach the JYP entrance door. The guard at the entrance door gives you a bow and makes you bow at him back.

You keep on sneezing after you enter the elevator, and you push the button to close the elevator a few seconds later. You get out of the elevator before you go towards a room that your supervisor told you about yesterday. Everyone is already inside the room and doing something with their phones. A few staff members greet you when you get inside the room.

When you put your makeup bag on the table and got everything you needed out of the bag, someone slowly approached you from behind. Hyunjin scared you when he suddenly shouted at your ears, and you almost hit him in the face. Hyunjin furrowed his eyebrow after he saw your red nose. He touched your forehead and let out a dramatic gasp.

" Y/n, why did you come to work if you have the flu? " Hyunjin exclaimed loudly until everyone in the room heard what he said.

You look at Hyunjin's face in confusion after he says you have the flu. And from the look on your face, Hyunjin knew that you didn't know you had the flu.

" You didn't know?? " He raised one eyebrow at you. You shake your head as an answer to his question.

Hyunjin sighs before he makes you sit down on one of the sofa seats, and he tells you to stay still on your seat. Hyunjin walks towards your supervisor and talks about something with her. You only looked at Hyunjin's back without disobeying what he told you to do. He returned to you after talking with your supervisor. Hyunjin asked if you already ate or not, and you said no to him. Once again, he told you not to move from your seat before he left the room. It'll only take a few minutes for Hyunjin to return to the room with his hands full of food and water. Hyunjin give you some of your favorite bread with your favorite drink.

" After you eat, eat the medicine I bought for you, and after that, you just take a rest. I already told your supervisor about your flu, and she agreed to let you rest for today " Hyunjin didn't let you speak any words before he left you alone on the sofa.

You stared at the food in your hand for awhile. You opened the plastic on the bread and took a bite until you finished the whole bread. You also eat the medicine Hyunjin bought for you, after that, you lay down on the sofa, and you didn't realize you had fallen asleep on the sofa.

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The cold feelings make you wake up from your sleep, you don't know how long you fall asleep, but when you open your eyes, no one was inside the room where you stayed, and your body shivered after another cold wind hitting your skin, making you hug yourself to find some warmth for yourself.

The door of the room was opened by someone, and one figure entered the room. That person looked shocked to see that you had already woken up from your sleep. You're still dazed after waking up, but you knew who entered the room.

" You're awake " Jisung softly said.

He came near you before he sat down on the opposite sofa and faced you. While you still tried to process everything, Jisung found you cute with a confused face. After a while, you finally remember what happened, and you open your phone to look at the clock. Your eyes widen after you see the time, and you gasp loudly.

" I sleep for three hours! " Your face clearly showed how surprised you were.

You almost stumble on your feet after you quickly get up from the sofa, but lucky Jisung is here with you, and he holds your arms to make sure you don't fall down on the floor. Jisung makes you calm down a bit when he sees how panicked you are.

" Hey, hey. It's ok " Jisung said with a soothing voice.

" No need to panic. It's normal to sleep for too long when you're in a sick state " Jisung coaxed you with his calm tone.

After a few breaths, you finally calm down from your panic state. Jisung gave you some water to drink, and you gulped a few drops of water from the bottle Jisung's gave you. The room is so quiet, without any sounds except for the fan sound. You look around the empty room. Jisung only observes you from the side without any words coming out of his mouth.

" Where's everyone? " You asked the man in front of you.

" Everyone is going to eat, and I come here to wake you up, you need to eat " Jisung answered your question.

Jisung held out his hand for you to hold. You grabbed his big hand, and he took you out of the room. Both of you headed towards the JYP cafeteria to meet with other members, who were waiting for both of them at JYP cafeteria. Jeongin and Felix noticed both of you at the entrance door of the cafeteria. Felix excitedly went to you and linked his arms with yours.

" Hey, Y/n " He greeted you first.

" Hey " You respond weakly.

Felix was pouting a little before he put his palm on your forehead. Felix can feel that your body temperature is still high. He pulls one chair for you to sit down.

" Tell me, what did you want to eat? I will grab it for you " Felix offered to help you.

You smiled at his kindness to help you grab your food, so you told him what you wanted, and Felix immediately went to grab the food for you. Not long after that, Felix came back with a tray of food for you, and you said, ‘ Thank you 'to him. Everyone digs into their food and chats with each other about their work. You eat slower than usual because you don't have any appetite to eat.

After strunggle to finish the food, you finally take the last bite of your food and get up to put away your dirty tray, but Bang Chan kindly takes the tray out of your hands and puts it away like rules in JYP cafeteria. Your head became lightheaded after you were done with your meal, you let out a low groan, and everyone around you heard that. Seungmin noticed your weird behavior.

" Are you alright, Y/n? " Seungmin asked you with a worried voice.

You shake your head as you respond to his question.

" Can someone bring her to the JYP nursing room? I think she needs some proper rest " Bang Chan, look at his team members.

MinSung raised their hands when Bang Chan asked someone to help bring you into the nursing room. Both of them have free time after this, and they can both look after you in case something happens or you need something.

" Make sure you both take care of her " Bang Chan said, giving them a serious look.

" Rest assured, we will look after her " Minho put one hand on Bang Chan's shoulder.

Jisung carried you in bridal style and went straight away into the nursing room, with Minho trailing behind them. You rested your head on Jisung's chest until you fell asleep again. Minho softly opened the door of the nursing room for Jisung, and he spoke for a moment with the nurse inside the nursing room. The nurse left the three of them alone in the nursing room as per Minho's request. Jisung laid your body on the bed inside the nursing room and gently tucked you under a warm blanket, and then he sat down in the corner of the bed. Minho rested his chin on Jisung's shoulder, and he stared at your sleeping form before he let out a sigh. He said something only he and Jisung could hear. Jisung patted his boyfriend's head, which was on his shoulder.

A few days later,

JYP company is filled with people like always, and there is one girl sitting in a chair in the JYP lobby with a cup of coffee in her hand, but it looks like she is so deep in her own thoughts until she doesn't notice someone come to her.

" Y/n " The person tapped on her shoulder.

You look at one of your co-workers, who is standing in front of you, and you smile at her. You gesture for her to take a seat beside you.

" Sera Unnie " You said her name.

Sera, take a seat beside you with one cup of drink in her right hand. Sera glanced at you for a few seconds before opening her mouth to speak.

" You like both of them, right? " Sera stared at your shocked face.

" What- what are you talking about? " You avoided looking at her in the eye.

Sera sighs, and she turns her body to face you fully. She takes your hand and makes you look at her in the face. Sera has a soft smile on her lips. She gently pats your hand.

" I can see it in your eyes when you look at Minho and Jisung, I also knew how you felt " Sera said.

You go quiet after hearing the name of the woman in front of you. You purse your lips with a scared expression. Sera gave you a comforting smile, she can see how you looked so scared after she said those two names. She is also familiar with the scene in front of her, after all, she used to be in your place.

" Why not tell them about your feelings? Who knows? Maybe both of them also have feelings for you. Don't torture yourself when you pretend to be okay when you are with them " Sera raises one of her eyebrows at you. You were quick to shake your head after she said those words.

" Y/n " Sera called your name with a firm voice.

" You will regret it if you don't tell them about how you feel when I am young. I used to fall in love with two men who fell in love with each other and were in a relationship after confessing to each other. I always feel sad or envious whenever I see them together, but I can't do anything and just wish they could be happy forever. After all, that's what a best friend should do " Sera opened up about her past love story to you.

You listen carefully to what Sera will tell you next, you never expect someone to share a similar story with you, and she will tell you about her past.

" Until now, I regret not telling them about my feelings, both of them are already getting married after we have our own careers. I came to the wedding, and after I came back home, I cried until I couldn't open my eyes the next day. Whenever we have reunions, I try to avoid both of them as much as I can, and now we have lost contact forever. I wish I could at least let them know about my feelings so that I can move on in the future " Sera has a sad smile on her face. You squeezed her hand to comfort her, and she continued her story.

" From that time on, I learned that I needed to tell people about how I felt and if I liked someone. I just need to confess to them about my feelings because of that. I found my husband, and he asked me to be his wife and mother for his children. I don't want you to feel the same way I felt when I was young. If both of them reject you, you can learn to move on and find someone who's the right one for you. You're like a little sister to me, and I can see my young self, who keeps on regretting my past love. Sometimes I feel guilty at my husband for keeping on thinking about them, the feeling will keep haunting you for the rest of your life " Sera stared at you with kind eyes. You stared at her for a moment and nodded your head.

" I will listen to your advice, Unnie " You give her a grateful smile.

Sera rubs your head with affection. She really hopes that one day you will tell them about your feelings, and she doesn't want you to feel what she used to feel. It's hurtful when people you love don't know about your true feelings. Sera really thought of you as her little sister after you came to work at JYP as a makeup artist. Sometimes we really need to be brave to tell people what we want or feel.

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Stray Kids get inside the fitting room after their performances are already done. Everyone looks happy after Stray Kids wins for their new comeback, and a few staff members congratulate them with happy smiles. Hyunjin and Felix go towards you and give you big hugs while shouting happily. You laugh at their behaviour, and you also congratulate them for doing their best to promote their new comeback.

" Hyung, can we go eat outside today? " Jeongin and Changbin asked their manager with an excited voice.

Stray Kids manager nodded his head as he responded to the question, and Stray Kids cheered happily after getting permission from their manager. Eight of them discussed what to eat after they were done with their schedule for today. You help other staff pack all the stuff and wrap it out today, so the kids can go celebrate their new comeback wins. Minho approached you before he tapped on your shoulder. You turn to look at him and give him a questionable face.

" Would you like to join us?" He offered it with a big smile.

You demonstrate your scepticism.

" Me? " You asked him with a shocked expression before Minho could answer you. Other members shouted at you.

" You need to be there with us, Y/n " All of them shouted at the same time.

All of them make you chuckle, you give all of them a nod and continue your work. Stray Kids quickly change their clothes, and you secretly stare at Minsung. Today you decide to tell both of them about your feelings after you consider what Sera told you a few weeks ago.

{Time Skip}

Sera and you sit down together at another table. Sera closes her body at you and whispers in your ear.

" Are you going to confess today? " Sera, make sure no one around them heard what she whispered in your ears.

" Yeah " You whisper back at her.

" Good luck then " Sera winked at you with a meaningful smile on her face.

Honestly, you feel so nervous to tell them about your feelings, and you are determined that if both of them reject you, you will try to move on from them and focus more on your work. You just hope everything will be fine. Sera could tell you feel nervous right now, she gave you an encouraging squeeze on your arms. She makes sure you calm down first and enjoy the dinner with the group. You are grateful for her kind gesture.

A little later,

Everyone waved at each other after being done with dinner, and MinSung offered to send you back home. Three of you parted ways from everyone and headed towards your apartment. All the way to your house, filled with silence, someone cleared their throat, and you turned your head at Minho, who cleared his throat.

" You want to grab some coffee? " He asked you, you don't expect that from him.

You agree with Minho's plan, and three of you go towards a cafe not far from the dinner place. Minho told you and Jisung to find some seats while he went to order the drink for us. Jisung pulled you to sit at the table beside the cafe window. Minho came to sit beside Jisung after placing the order.

" It's been a long time we haven't hung out together " Jisung said while looking outside.

' Y/n, tell them about your feelings ' You talk in your head.

" Y/n " Minho called your name.

" Hmm " You hummed as you responded.

" Something on your mind? You look uneasy all the time today " Minho's feline eyes stared deeply at your eyes.

" Yeah, tell us if something is bothering you " Jisung also stared at your face.

Your face turns red after two people you love stare at you before you can speak. A waiter sent your drinks to the table with a sweet smile on their face. You said, ' Thank you 'to the waiter for sending the drinks. You braced yourself to speak with them about what you had kept in your heart for a long time.

" I actually want to tell you both about something " You talk after you take a deep breath.

Jisung and Minho put their attention on you and gestured for you to continue.

" I like both of you " When you said that, you closed your eyes tightly.

Both of the males look stunned by your confession, both of them don't know how to respond, and the atmosphere around you guys becomes awkward after that. No one said anything that made you bite your lips.

" How long? " Minho finally talked to you.

" 4 years ago, when for the first time I met with you guys " You hesitated to tell him.

Minho let out a sigh, and his sharp eyes looked directly at your eyes. The moment you looked into his eyes, you already knew what he was going to tell you.

" Y/n, look " Minho said, licking his lips before continuing his sentence.

" I'm sorry to tell you this, but we both just see you as our best friend and nothing more than that. We're really sorry for hurting your feelings, and you know how much we love each other. I don't think we can handle another person in our relationship " Minho's eyes showed how guilty he is for hurting your feelings.

You lowered your head after you felt your eyes fill with hot tears. You already knew what would happen when you confessed to them, and you accepted that with an open heart. But it's still hurtful to face rejection. You wipe away your tears and raise your head with a big smile on your face.

" It's fine, I already knew this would happen. I just want you guys to know what I feel for you. I will try to move on from you guys " You tell them with a painful smile.

Jisung stared at you with glossy eyes. You shake your head at him and get up from your seat.

" I should go now. It's already late " You excuse yourself while holding your tears.

" Let us send you back home " Minho and Jisung also get up from their seats, but you just shake your head at them.

" No need, I will stay at my friend's house tonight. You both should head back to the dorm, you guys must be tired " You give them both a last smile before you walk away from the cafe.

Both of them only stared at you, who had already walked away from the cafe. Minho felt like someone ripped apart his heart when he saw tears on your face. Jisung silently cried while looking at your faded figure and clenching his pained chest. Both of them don't know how to explain what they feel right now, they just hope the friendship between you will remain like before.

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One month later

Stray Kids notice that you and MinSung seem distant from one month ago, you guys are no longer close like usual, and the atmosphere between you guys is so tense. They also notice how you avoided doing MinSung makeup and told others makeup artists to do it for you, Felix gave you a backhug like he always does at you. You did not respond to Felix's action, which caused the male to frown.

" Y/n " Felix whined to grab your attention. You looked at him for a second before continuing your task.

Sera knows what happened one month ago after you told her, she forced you to tell her, and she put away her makeup bag before she approached you and Felix.

" Y/n, can you bring me my makeup bag into the car outside of the building? " Sera gives you a sign to agree.

You do what Sera wants and go grab her makeup bag, and you walk out of the room to put Sera's stuff in the car. What you don't know is that someone waited for you outside of the building with rage, and that person attacked you when they saw you come out of the building. You winced in pain after one younger girl pulled your head from behind and pushed you until you fell down on the road.

" Bitch, you should stop being a Stray Kids makeup artist " She yelled at you and still pulled your hair.

" Let me go " You also yell at her to let your hair go from her tight grip.

The girl slapped your face before she kicked your body using her high heels. You shouted in pain and told her to stop, but she didn't stop her action until she heard a voice shouting at her.

" WHAT ARE YOU DOING?? " Sera pushed the girl away from you and made her fall down.

Sera helps you get up while giving a glare at the young girl. Sera hides you behind her from the young girl. The young girl glared at you with a mad face. She once again tried to attack you, but Sera stopped her.

" Are you crazy to attack her suddenly?? " Sera pushed her body away from you.

" The girl behind you is a shameless girl, how dare she still work here after confessing to Minho and Jisung. Don't she know that both of them are a couple " She growls at you and Sera.

You were stunned when you heard the words come out of her mouth. How can she know you confessed your feelings to Minho and Jisung. No one knows about this except Sera and both of the males. You stared at the girl in front of Sera.

" So, you are a sasaeng fan " Sera says under her breath.

Everyone outside hears what the girl says and records the scene. You hide your face on Sera's shoulder with shame. Sera calls for security to chase the girl away from here. Sera pulls you back inside the building and brings you to the restroom. Your face is already red from crying. You crouch down on the restroom floor while loudly sobbing. Sera also crouchs down beside you and rubs your back. She lets you cry on her shoulder, and you let out everything inside your hearts.

Stray Kids heard about the incident and rushed towards the restroom to see you. Minsung clearly can see how mess you are, with tears staining on your cheeks and messy hair. Both feel something tug at their hearts when they see your condition.

{Time Skip}

After what happened, Stray Kids never saw you again, all of them wondering if you took a long leave or something happened afterwards. Everyone has been asking about your absence, especially Jisung and Minho. They both just hope you are doing alright and will come back soon, only they know what news they will receive soon.

In the meeting room,

JYP entered the meeting room. He told Stray Kids to be there, but he was not alone, one woman followed behind him. Stray Kids look at the woman with a confused face. JYP claps his hand to grab everyone's attention.

" Okay, this is Nami, and she will be your new makeup artist " JYP announced while pointing at Nami, who was beside him.

"What about Y/n, Pd - Nim? " Bang Chan questions his boss.

" Y/n already resigned a few days ago, she told me that she would fly to London today to continue her studies, and she gave me some letters for all of you " JYP explained to them.

Stray Kids shocked to receive the news that you had already resigned and that you didn't even say goodbye to them. Jisung freezes in his place, while Minho has a frown on his face. JYP gave them a letter from you, and MinSung quickly opened the letter you wrote for both of them.

To, Minho & Jisung

Hey, you must have known when you read this letter that I had already resigned from JYP and had already left Korea to fly to London. I apologize for not giving both of you a proper goodbye, but I can't face any of you if I'm going to resign, and I realize how hard it is for me to move on from both of you if I continue to work as your makeup artist. I would like to thank both of you for teaching me about friendship and, more importantly, for teaching me how beautiful it is to love you both. The times we spend together are the best moments for me. I will treasure those memories and keep them in my heart. I'm sorry for ruining our friendship and leaving you both like this. If I want to move on from you both, I need to go far away from you. I'm not regretting loving the two most beautiful men in my life. Both of you are really important to me, and because of that, I let you both go from my life, hoping for you both to love each other until the end of the world. It's hurtful to let you go, and now I want to focus on my life more and learn to move on from you guys. Thank you for the good memories you guys give me. I Love You.

From, Y/n L/n

Jisung was already crying when he read your letter, while Minho held his tears from falling down. Both of them feel regret now after letting you go that day, and it's too late to notice the true feelings they feel for you. They both always loved you as a person, not as a friend. Now that both of them are too late to stop you from going away and make you stay with them, Jisung and Minho wish this was only a dream, and when they wake up, you are still here. None of them could tell you how much they love you, both of them don't want you to move on from them and find another love. MinSung really wishes you would come back one day and still love them, or give them a second chance to show you how they love you.

The End

Fuh... I finally make another story & kinda strunggle to finish it. Hehehe you guys must not expect the endings right? I'm think to make part two bcs the story kind of not stopping at here. Tell me if you want another part.

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[jinnie-ret]

hi lovelies!!!!

it's about time i did a poll again :) so here are the choices below with a small description to help you pick

1) Night Markets - Poly Minlix x Reader fluff

Reader + Felix get lost in a night market, separating themselves from each other and Minho

2) Bleachers - Poly Minsung x Reader fluff angst

Footballer bfs minsung get angry/worried when their gf gets hit with the ball by the opposing team (Jinnie-ret's pick!)

3) Seoul Connection - Poly OT8 x Reader Soulmate au fluff angst

To believe in soulmates, was to put your whole life on hold, and wait around for them to turn up. but what if when you were waiting for the perfect one, eight people showed up instead?

#skz #stray kids #skz x reader #stray kids x reader #skz fluff #skz angst #straykids imagines #stray kids fluff #stray kids imagines #skz fic #skz poly #poly skz #stray kids poly #poly stray kids #minlix #poly minlix #stray kids minsung #minsung #poly minsung #minsung x reader #minlix x reader

[leviackermanscleaningbuddy]

Hi Hi this is my first time participating in one of these so please tell me if I did it wrong. But for the Prompt game number 2 could you do minsung and reader 24 and 48?? Or honestly anyone lol

Also I love your writing and I hope you’re doing well 🥰

SKZ Prompt Game

Prompts: "You're trembling."

"You make me want things I can't have."

Genre: Light Angst, Fluff, Light Smut

Members: Han Jisung, Lee Minho

Relationship: Established Minho x Fem!Reader x Roommate Jisung

Warning: Mentions of Nightmares, Cheating (but not really, you'll see)

"Lee Minho, are you asking me to babysit your roommate?"

Minho makes a little sort of disgruntled sound in the back of his throat, huffing a humorless laugh into the other end of the phone.

"He doesn't like to be alone."

You roll your eyes, toeing off your shoes and pinching the phone between your shoulder and ear as you head into the kitchen, depositing your work bag onto the counter.

"Jisung really can't handle staying by himself for two nights while you're gone? I do it all the time, you know. Every time you guys plan one of your little weekend guy trips." You huff out, though you're not quite as put out as your words would entail.

"Please, baby?" Minho pleads teasingly, his voice dropping in tone, into a whisper, in a way that he knows you can't resist. "For me?"

You sigh, long and hard, and you can almost feel your boyfriend smiling through the phone.

He knows he's got you.

And honestly, spending the weekend with Jisung won't be too much of a chore. You like him. And you both like to play video games, and eat pizza, and talk shit on Minho.

How bad could it really be?

"Fine." You grumble out, hoping Minho can sense your glare on the other end of the phone, just like you can sense his absolute glee. "But he's buying the pizza."

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"Holy fuck, this is gonna be so fun!" Jisung announces, taking your small overnight bag from you almost immediately and chucking it onto the couch Minho had made you help him pick out months before.

You open your mouth to scold him, to say that hey, maybe some of your shit is kind of fragile? but before you can even get so much as one word out, Jisung has swooped you into a bear hug, squeezing all the air, and protests, right from your lungs.

"Thanks for agreeing to stay." He murmurs against the crown of your head, and you can't help it, you nod back without really thinking.

"Yeah, of course."

Jisung releases you with a huge, heart shaped grin, and you try not to notice how the cologne he wears-something a little bit spicy and lined with floral-contrasts so sharply, and altogether pleasantly, with the scent Minho always dons-dark and woodsy.

Minho appears, his work bag slung over his shoulder, his brow raised.

"Can you please refrain from greeting my girlfriend before me?" He queries dryly, glancing over to Jisung, before he leans over to press a kiss to your lips. "Hi, baby."

"No can do, hyung." Jisung grins, flopping down onto the couch next to your discarded bag, his long fingers pushing some of his dark hair out of his eyes. "Early bird gets the worm."

You laugh. "That doesn't even make sense."

Jisung's eyes glitter with amusement and he gives a little shrug.

"Sure it does. I'm the bird, you're the worm, and Minho-hyung is the cat who missed out."

"Cats don't eat worms." Minho mutters back, though there's amusement in his tone, as he leans in to give you another quick kiss.

He pats the pocket of his jacket, making sure he has his wallet and passport, and you straighten his button down shirt beneath as you give him a slight smile.

"Ready?"

He nods. "Yeah, I better get going." He glances to Jisung sternly. "Behave while I'm gone."

Jisung winks. "I always do."

Minho sighs with resignation and turns back to you, tilting his head toward the door and his waiting suitcase. "Walk me out?"

You nod, and he takes your hand, using his free one to grab the suitcase and open the door for the two of you.

"Bye, hyungie!" Jisung calls in a teasing sing song sort of voice as the door closes behind you.

Minho slows his step to match your own, glancing at his watch, and then squinting into the sun let in through the slats of the apartment walkway.

"Are you going to be late?" You ask, tightening your fingers around his own.

Minho shakes his head a little distractedly. "No, I'll be fine." He glances sidelong at you, and his expression grows serious. "Baby, about Jisung-"

You give a little laugh at the concern in his tone. "What? Think he'll eat me or something while you're gone?'' You arch a brow at him with a little smirk. "C'mon, baby, don't worry so much. Jisung and I are friends too, you know."

Minho sighs and rakes a hand through his hair, glancing past you. "I know. That's not what I'm worried about."

He pulls you to a stop, and the smile drops from your face at his worried expression.

"Min?" You ask, suddenly nervous for some reason.

Minho glances down at you, and reaches up to swipe a stray strand of hair from your forehead with a little smile that doesn't quite reach his eyes.

"He has nightmares."

You stare at him, uncomprehending, and he squeezes your hands in his own, standing there in the middle of the hallway.

"Jisung. He doesn't like to talk about it, but he's been through some pretty messed up shit, and it messes with his head sometimes." Minho sighs, long and resigned, and a muscle ticks slightly in his jaw. You resist the urge to reach up and smooth it away.

"And when I say nightmares, I'm talking full fledged night terrors. Between the two of us, we've figured out some ways to deal with them, help them end more quickly, but he can't stand to be alone after they're over. Which is why I asked-"

"Me to stay with him while you're gone." You breathe out, finally putting the pieces together.

Minho nods. "Yeah. And I'm sorry to put you in this position, but he's my oldest friend, and I lo-" He stops for a minute, considering his words, and then continues. "-care about him."

You squeeze his hand. "I get it. I do. I'd do anything for you, so I understand how you feel the same way about Jisung."

Minho's expression lightens a little bit. "You do?"

"Of course." You smile up at him softly and lean up to press a lingering kiss to his lips. "And I promise, I will take good care of him, okay? Because no matter what you think, I care about Jisung too."

Minho smiles gently, and gives you another kiss. "I know you do, baby. Thank you."

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"Fuck, I'm tired." You stretch, pushing the blanket off of your lap and standing, grabbing the pizza box to throw it away.

Jisung looks up from where he's sitting on the opposite end of the couch, controller still held in his hand, eyes wide.

"Really? You sure you don't want to go another round?" Something mischievous glints in his eyes and he smirks at you. "Or are you scared I'll kick your ass again?"

"You couldn't kick my ass if you tried., Han Jisung." You retort back, sticking your tongue out at him. "But it's also one AM, and I haven't stayed up this late since I was in college."

Jisung grins back, bounding up to help you throw away the take out containers and soda cans.

"Well then, time for you to live a little."

"Jisung-" You start to sigh, throwing away the empty pizza box and turning to face him.

Your words die on your tongue at how close he is, you hadn't realized he'd come up right behind you while you were talking.

Your nose is almost brushing the tip of his.

Something weird swarms in the pit of your stomach as you stare into his large, dark eyes.

"Yes?" He questions back with the hint of amused innocent, his eyebrow ticking upward as he stares at you, staring at him.

You open your mouth to say something, anything-you should back up a few feet, or a hundred, I should go to bed right this goddamn instant-but nothing comes out.

Jisung cocks his head, and then he takes a step back, something unreadable going across his face as he laughs a little and finally drops your gaze.

"Yeah, you're probably right." He acquiesces, still not looking at you, the air between you awkward now. "It's late. We should hit the hay."

The forced casualness in his voice has something heavy settling into the pit of your stomach.

"Yeah, yeah-" You stumble over the words, desperate to get out of the kitchen and away from him suddenly. You skirt along the wall, trying to increase the space between you as you give him a forced smile. "-see you in the morning, Jisung."

Jisung opens his mouth, as if he's about to say something more, but you hightail it out of the kitchen and down the hallway to your room, locking the door before you can give yourself the chance to find out what it was.

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You don't know how long you've been asleep when you're woken by a thud against the wall Minho's room shares with Jisung's, and the sound of something, or multiple somethings, crashing to the floor.

You give your heart a moment to stop pounding in your chest, listening for any more sounds, and when you don't hear anything, you creep from Minho's bed and down the hall.

Standing outside Jisung's still closed door, you hesitate only briefly, before you raise your fist and knock softly.

"Jisung?" You call out quietly, waiting for a response. When there is none, you try again. "Jisung?"

There is the sound of shuffling from inside, and then it falls silent again.

Gathering your courage, you push open the door silently, and stare into the darkened room, letting your eyes adjust for a moment.

There's Jisung's bed-empty-his bedside table-clear of all items, including his lamp and alarm clock, now in a pile on the floor-and then-

"Jisung." You whisper, and without thinking, you hurry across the small room, crouching down in front of him.

He's huddled in the corner farthest from the bed, his comforter pulled up like a hood around his head, curled in on himself for safety.

You can tell, even in the lack of light, that his knuckles are white where they hold the blanket too tightly against his body.

"Jisung." You repeat, because it's the only thing you can think to say in this moment. You cautiously reach forward to touch his hand. "Are you okay?"

He stares at you for a moment, as if confused that you're here, in his room, in front of him, and then he shakes his head, as if to clear his brain of unwanted thoughts, and gives you the fakest half smile you've ever seen.

"Y-yeah-" He stutters out, eyes large and dark and a little too shiny in the dark.

You close your fingers around his own, and his entire body shakes beneath your touch.

"You're trembling." You murmur worriedly, watching the way his muscles shudder beneath the safety of the blanket, as if his body is in fight or flight.

It probably is from what Minho had said.

"It's an after effect." Jisung mumbles back, dropping his gaze from your own now, as he stares at your hand still covering his own. "Of the nightmares."

You feel helpless, crouched before him, unsure of what to do, watching him shatter before your eyes.

You swallow, and reach up your fingers to shove aside some of his thick dark hair, damp with sweat, from his eyes, and he stares at you for a moment, expression doubtful.

"What can I do?" You ask in a whisper, scooting a little closer to him, pressing your thigh up against his, hoping the bodily contact will comfort him a little. "Minho didn't tell me how he usually helps, but-"

Jisung's eyes widen a little, his lips pulling down into a grim line. "Minho told you he helps me with the nightmares?"

You give a little shrug of your shoulder, confused. "Well, yeah, he wanted to make sure I knew what to do while he was gone. And he cares about you."

Jisung stares a little longer, and then he looks away, clearing his throat.

Slowly, one by one, his fingers uncurl from around the blanket.

"I think I'm okay now." He admits softly, a slight wobble in his voice that belies his lie. "But, if you could just sit with me for a little bit? So I'm not alone?"

He glances back to you hopefully and you instantly nod, sliding so your back is against the wall beside his, body pressed close.

"Of course I can, Jisung. Always."

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The next night, the nightmares are worse.

You're woken up by the sound of terror, and without having to think, your feet fly down the hallway and into Jisung's room, finding him writhing on the bed, tangled in his blankets.

"Jisung, Jisung!" You shake him a little, trying to pull him back from the brink of his own mind.

He stops writhing, staring at you blankly-or through you more accurately-and the dead expression on his face and in his dark, usually expressive eyes scares you.

Without thinking, you climb into the bed and lie on top of him, pressing your body heavily down onto his own.

You'd read somewhere that having another person's body weight on top of you helps with panic attacks, so why not nightmares?

You're out of your depth, you don't know what the hell you're doing, but you have to do something, have to bring Jisung back.

"It's okay." You whisper, reaching up to cautiously start stroking his hair. "It's okay. I'm here. You're here."

Jisung's muscles are tense beneath your own, his whole body still shuddering from the after effects of the horrible nightmare, but slowly, beneath the weight of your own, the violent shudders die down to silent trembling.

"It's okay." You just keep murmuring over and over and over, like a mantra, filling the space between the two of you. "It's okay."

Jisung takes in a deep breath, his chest rising and falling rapidly beneath your own, and carefully, you raise your head, meeting his gaze, your fingers stilling their movements on his hair.

"I'm sorry." He murmurs out, voice hoarse and shaky, a single tear creeping from the corner of his eye and down his cheek.

"Don't be sorry." You reply back softly, resuming your combing of his hair and he leans into the touch, like a cat seeking the security of affection. "It's not your fault."

"Yeah, but Minho, and you-" Jisung starts, taking in a shuddering breath, his body convulsing beneath your own.

"Care about you a whole fucking lot." You finish for him resolutely, daring to come up on your elbows now that the majority of his shuddering has worn off, meeting his gaze firmly. "You have nothing to apologize for. We wouldn't be here if we didn't want to be."

Jisung holds your gaze for another moment and then nods, looking away. "Okay."

"Okay." You repeat, before you suddenly realize that your body is still flush with Jisung's. You shove yourself up on your hands, face going hot. "If you're okay then-"

Panic comes across Jisung's face and you freeze, his body once again going instantly tense beneath your own as he grabs your upper arms in a vice like grip.

"Please don't leave."

You stare down at him, pleading silently with you with large, dark, scared eyes, and you finally nod, settling back down on top of him again, elbows propping you up so you can see his face.

"Okay, I won't."

You study him for a moment in the dark, the slope of his nose, the full swell of his bottom lip, the doe eyes hidden beneath long, dark hair.

Without really considering, you reach out and trace his lips softly with the pad of your thumb.

Jisung freezes beneath the touch, and you feel your cheeks heat once more as you move to pull away.

"I'm sorry-"

Jisung's fingers loop around your wrist, keeping you in place, your fingers hovering just over his mouth. His lips part, and you can feel the warmth of his breath wash over your fingertips.

The sensation sends a tingle down your spine.

"You make me want things I can't have."

His voice is so soft that you think you've misheard him, and confusion washes across your face, the words jostling together in your brain in a way that doesn't make sense.

Maybe he's talking about you and Minho? About a relationship?

"What? Me and Minho?" You question back dumbly, still trying to piece together what he's just admitted to you.

"Yeah." Jisung says softly, gaze still never leaving your own, breath still washing over your fingers. "You. And Minho."

There's something behind the words, the way he repeats it after you, and suddenly, it clicks into place.

You laugh a little, you can't help it, and Jisung looks caught off guard.

"Jisung." You say his name like a sigh, like you're releasing a secret you've kept for ages. "All you have to do is ask him. Minho fucking loves you. I've known forever, but I've been waiting for him to bring it up."

Jisung's eyes grow wider. "Minho loves me?"

You nod. "Yeah." Something quiet and sad colors your tone as you stare at him, the boy you both secretly want, the boy Minho could have if he just said the word. It's not so simple for you. "I see it in the way he looks at you, the way he talks about you."

"And you're okay with that?" Jisung asks, slight doubt filtering into his tone.

You huff a laugh. "Yeah. I love Minho, and he loves me, but he also loves you, and I'm not opposed" You give him a slight smile. "I can share."

Jisung takes in your words for a moment, and then he releases his hold on your wrist, letting you sit up fully this time, scooting away from him on the bed.

He heaves himself up, untangling himself from the blanket. "What about you?"

His question catches you off guard, and you shrug slightly. "What about me?"

Jisung's face pinches slightly. "Well, I-"

You give a humorless little chuckle, glancing to him now. "You don't have to say it, Jisung. I don't have to be part of this equation. It's okay."

The words hurt your heart, but you remain stoic.

Jisung stares at you for a long, everlasting moment, and then he inches closer to you, taking your face in his hands in a bold move.

You suck in a surprised breath, but hold still as he studies you.

"I bet Minho likes kissing you."

You stare back at him, trying to puzzle out where this is going, but you're tired of thinking, so you just say back, "Yeah."

Jisung lets his thumb drop to trace your mouth, like you had done moments before to him, and his gaze falls to the part of your lips underneath his touch.

"And you like it when Minho kisses you."

You stare back at him, heat pooling in your stomach the longer the staring contest, the gentle touches, go on.

"Yes."

Jisung cocks his head, giving you a little knowing look, and then he leans forward, and it takes everything in you to freeze, as his lips brush across the column of your throat.

It's like electricity has shot through your entire body, igniting the warm pool in the pit of your stomach into something ravenous.

"Do you like it when he kisses you here?"

"Yes." You whisper back, and Jisung hums in acknowledgement, moving his lips lower against your skin, pulling your t-shirt to the side so he can press open mouth kisses to your shoulder.

"And here?"

"Mmhm." You murmur back,breathless.

Jisung glances up at you, a slight smirk pulling at his full mouth.

"And what does Minho like?"

"He likes-" You think for a moment, it's a hard feat with Jisung's lips on you. "-when I tangle my hands in his hair."

You let your hands slide into Jisung's thick, dark hair, tugging him closer to you, back up to your mouth, his lips hovering over your own.

"What else?" Jisung breathes out, his gaze flicking down to your tongue, darting out to wet your lips.

"He likes me in his lap." You murmur back, and before you can overthink it, you straddle Jisung on the bed, knees going down on either side of his hips, hands going to his shoulders.

Jisung leans back on his hands and he's staring up at you now with open hunger, pupils large and dark.

"And I bet you like it when he puts his hands here."

He lets his hands slip beneath your t-shirt, taking purchase on your hips, fingers digging into your skin.

You nod, it's becoming harder to think the longer this little game goes on.

"I do."

Jisung hums, smirking up at you once more, tilting his head as he watches you.

"Although-" You tease, reaching out to play with them of his own t-shirt. "-he's usually not wearing so many clothes when we do this."

Jisung grins, and with one smooth movement, easily pulls his shirt off and over his head, tossing it to the floor.

"Better?"

"Much."

"What else?" Jisung prods, and you're more than happy to accept his challenge.

"He likes when I kiss him-" You lean in, and after a breath's hesitation, press your mouth over Jisung's.

Fuck, he tastes amazing, and he's so pliable, so responsive, sliding his tongue in between your lips almost instantly, making you gasp into his open mouth.

You pull back, just a sliver, just enough to say, "-and when I use teeth."

You lean back into him, and suck his full bottom lip between your teeth, letting them graze the plush skin slowly as you release your hold.

Beneath you, Jisung shudders in response, and you can feel him hardening beneath you.

"I bet he likes when you're a tease." Jisung replies breathlessly when you pull back, pupils large and dark, lips red and slick. "So fucking hot."

"He does." You smirk, arching a brow. "And he also likes when I grind down on him."

You give him your weight then, lowering yourself fully into his lap, grinding your hips on him, and Jisung groans, throwing his head back, as his eyes roll back into his head.

"Fuck-" His hands on your hips pin you down, stopping your movements, and he pants for breath for a moment before opening his eyes, his expression hot.

"You like feeling him, like feeling what you're doing to him."

His words send molten heat straight between your thighs, and you whine a little at his hold, pinning you in place.

Jisung smirks, releasing you, before he reaches to slip off his sweats.

Your mouth waters as he's bared completely before you.

You've never stripped out of your own clothes so fast.

Moving back to straddle him, Jisung groans at the feel of how wet you are against his skin.

His fingers go back to bruising your hips, and his own buck up beneath you.

"God, I bet he loves feeling you, seeing you take him."

You nod, manuevering yourself, and stare down at him for a moment, the large dark doe eyes, the slight pant of his open lips.

Jisung is fucking pretty.

But you knew that already.

"He does." You confirm, voice breathy, as you feel him against you. "But he likes it most when I take him all at once."

Without warning, you sink down, and Jisung's eyes once again disappear into the back of his skull.

His fingers grip you painfully, and you whimper, but it's a sound of pleasure, as he groans and focuses back on you, leaning up to capture your lips in a bruising kiss as he starts to move.

"Fuck, Jisung-" You gasp out, stars bursting before your vision.

The second his name leaves your lips, you freeze.

"I'm sorry, I didn't-"

"Don't." Jisung growls, tugging you in for another rough kiss, his words and breath searing your skin. "Don't ever apologize for saying my name. I want to fucking hear it on your lips for the rest of my life."

He lifts his hips against your own, kissing you hard, and you gasp, and you know, there's no going back now, not ever.

"Jisung."

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You're lying next to Jisung in the small space of his twin bed, staring at the ceiling, completely and utterly spent.

Your body is deliciously sore, and his hand in your own is a comforting weight.

You can't help the small smile that crosses your lips as you hear him shift beside you.

There's a flare of guilt deep in your gut, but you shove it down to deal with later.

"Hey." Jisung whispers, rolling over to flop his arm across your bare waist and brush his lips across your neck.

You meet his gaze. "Hey."

He smiles shyly at you, fingers playing with your own.

"I think Minho really likes you."

You stare at him, a small smile crossing your own lips. You lean forward to press a kiss to the corner of his heart shaped mouth.

"I think I really like him too."

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You're drinking coffee at Jisung and Minho's small kitchen table when Minho gets home, tossing his work bag onto the couch and coming directly for you.

"Hey, baby." He leans down behind your chair, encircling you with his arms, and you smile, tilting your head back so he can reach your lips.

"Hey."

"I missed you." He nuzzles his nose into your cheek, and you give a little laugh.

"I'd forgotten how clingy you get after a work trip, Lee Minho." You tease, reaching up to brush hair back from his forehead as you give him another quick kiss. "I missed you too."

"Watch it." Minho growls teasingly, tickling you before he gives you another kiss and straightens up.

Jisung appears then, headed directly for the cabinet for his own mug to fill with coffee.

"Hey, where's my hello kiss?" He pouts, staring at Minho, as he fills up his coffee and comes to sit beside you at the table.

Minho arches a brow and stares him down. "Do you deserve one?"

Jisung gives him a sweetly innocent smile. "Always."

You swallow a too large gulp of your hot coffee, and suddenly wonder when you should break the news to the man now getting his own glass of the morning beverage.

Luckily, Minho beats you to the punch.

"So." He says casually, leaning against the counter and glancing between the two of you, sipping from his mug. "Did you two finally fuck then?"

You choke on the liquid in your mouth, and Jisung promptly spits his own mouthful of coffee across the table in a fine spray.

"What?" You both shriek at the same time, staring at Minho.

He appears completely nonplussed, holding both of your astounded gazes with nothing more than a shrug.

"The two of you. Did you finally get over your weird stubborn guilt complexes and fuck?"

You stare at him like he's grown a second head.

Jisung narrows his eyes from across the table, staring down your boyfriend.

"Wait-" His voice grows with disbelief. "-did you plan this?"

Minho gives another little shrug, but there's a smirk on his lips that he hides behind his coffee mug as he takes another sip.

"I did have a work trip. Just turned out the timing was impeccable."

"I cannot believe you." You gasp out, feeling a mixture of outrage and relief all at once.

Minho knows. He knows, and he's okay with it. Actually, more than okay, he'd been gunning for this to happen by the looks of it.

Minho grins, flashing sharp teeth.

"C'mon, baby. You and Jisung are too stupid and loyal to figure it out on your own. I needed to give you a little push."

"But-" You splutter out, trying to decide if you should take offense at his words and punch him or promptly cross the kitchen and kiss him. "-you're one to talk! You've been in love with Jisung for forever!"

"Yeah!" Jisung points at you, as if you've made a hell of a point, and then to Minho. "When were you gonna make a move, hyung?"

"Han Jisung." Minho says sternly, pinning the other man beneath his gaze. "I don't give up sleep for just anyone."

Minho puts his empty coffee cup in the sink and crosses to you, placing his hands on your shoulders, still staring at Jisung.

"Look, I needed the two of you to figure it out on your own, but I also needed to orchestrate it so you both knew I wasn't upset. Quite the contrary actually." He smirks and puts a hand under your chin, raising your gaze to his. "You have my blessing."

"I'm literally so pissed right now. You're an asshole, hyung." Jisung mutters, glaring at your boyfriend, tapping his finger on the table. "But that's also so fucking hot."

You swallow beneath Minho's hand, and he notices, smirk growing wider.

"I hate you."

His brow ticks upward. "No, you don't."

You sigh. "No, I don't."

"So." Minho releases you and tilts his head toward his discarded luggage on the couch. "Unpacking can wait. Care to show me what the two of you figured out while I was gone?"

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spiderman aus

what i want by mandukiss

linoiscute 12:23 AM SPIDERMAN JUST SAVED MY ASS jisung dropped his phone off of the streetlamp in pure shock, cursing and scrambling to peer down at where it settled in the grass. he slid off of the lamp by hanging from a string of web and landed on the lawn, picking up his poor abused phone and wiping the gathered dew off of it with his glove. he blinked at the message one, two, and three times before typing a somewhat passable response with shaking fingers.  hanhanhannie 12:25 AM woah really?

further along, farther away by spearbi 

they stare at each other for a few long moments. “you’re spiderman?” jisung says lowly, his voice deepened by sleep and something else seungmin can’t quite put a finger on. seungmin nods jerkily. “yeah.”

forget about mundane yesterday (wake me up like in the movies) by consistently_inconsistent

being spiderman is tiring, with a stressed felix always in his ear and hyunjin's s.h.i.e.l.d reinforcements popping in to clean minho's "mess". reporter han jisung only adds to his problems - but minho isn't complaining.

one for the fame, one for the game, one for the way, i'm gonna take by balzamchik

the red and blue guy pointed at himself in mock surprise. ‘wait, you really don’t know me?’ he shook his head defeatedly. ‘all those publicity stunts - and for nothing… i’m spiderman, of course!’ there was a long uncomfortable pause. ‘what, no one?’ he unbelievingly asked. ‘wow…’ minho shrugged a bit, as far as he could, with the douchebags still holding him. ‘i might have seen you with batman on the news once,’ he supplied helpfully. ‘friendly area spiderman?’ spiderman shifted his weight a little, and even though he was wearing a mask, minho knew for sure that he was beaming. he could just feel it. ‘yeah! your friendly neighbourhood spiderman! that’s me!’

hate me (sometimes) by mandukiss

“take my hand,” jisung offered out a red and black-gloved hand, already planning their escape in his head. he raised his eyebrow as minho gawked at him, even though he knew that the questioning expression was covered up by his mask. “are you insane? no!” minho half-shrieked, recoiling away and looking at jisung like he was crazy. “i’m not asking for your hand in marriage! i’m trying to save your life!” jisung insisted, trying not to feel too offended by the refusal as he kept his hand outstretched, “just take my hand!”

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Run to You | Minsung part II

all characters depicted in my writing are from my own imagination and do NOT in any way represent nor reflect the people in real life :)

➩pairing: ex!minsung x gn!reader

➩genre(s): angst, split pov

➩warnings: swearing

➩wc: 1.4k (1418)

➩author’s note: yous wanted a happy ending? heh…heh heh…not on my watch :| jk it’s up for interpretation

➩part(s): previous

See you don’t think it was foolish of you to still hold on to hope. Hold on to the fact that maybe, just maybe, you could get closure from all that happened.

Which is exactly why you didn’t block their numbers. For some silly little reason, you had hoped they’d at least send you a message asking where you went.

Nothing.

It has been nothing for a painful two months.

How you went from the apple of their eye to the forgotten apple core in the trash in a span of a week is truly uncanny.

It’s ridiculous and it still makes your right eye twitch if you think about it too long. Though, you have found many ways to divert your attention away from those two boys.

At least you thought you did.

Minho blinks once, twice, rubs his eyes then refocuses them on the spot in which you stand browsing through the clothes on the shelves.

He can feel the bile travelling up his throat and threatening to make an extravagant exit out of his mouth.

The colour drains from his face as he watches your delicate hands pick up a shirt and assess it. You’re probably thinking of ways you could style yourself in the outfit, the scrunch of your nose and furrow of your eyebrows suggest just as much.

His tongue feels heavy with the unspoken words he longs to say ever since he woke up that morning to you gone.

It confused him at first, seeing you not in bed. Thinking that you had just woken up early and was making yourself breakfast. But as he went downstairs and was met by the monotonous ticking of the clock and the hum of the fridge in the kitchen, he swore his heart skipped a beat.

It felt hard to swallow. It was as if something was lodged in his throat.

Guilt.

Seeing your key upon the kitchen island made him viscerally recoil and race upstairs to tell Jisung.

Frantically checking the wardrobe, dresser and bathroom for your things that were no longer stored in their rightful place.

Safe to say he broke down crying. Literally. He fell to his knees once he noticed the empty cup that used to hold your toothbrush and poor Jisung had to not only deal with the reality of which you had left them, but the sorrowful sight of Minho and the impending heartbreak that was to crush his delicate organ.

He wanted to message you. He really did. But there was a constant nagging in the back of his mind. “Leave Y/n be.” “They clearly want space away from you.” “You probably drove them away, you don’t deserve them anyway.”

Jisung tells him that maybe you just needed a break. That you would come back once you had calmed down, give them a call and things could go back to normal. “Give them a week,” Jisung said, “Maybe it all got too much for Y/n” He said.

Well…Jisung said that a month and a half ago. Now he stands in the clothing store, holding his head down as he hides behind a clothing rack; sparingly glancing over at you.

His feet ache to walk him over to where you stand. His hand reaches out to touch you. His mouth falls open to call your name.

He pretends to be busy with looking through the women’s sleepwear as his mind runs a thousand miles a minute.

“Minho?”

The way he could hear your voice so clearly in his head. It is like no memory was forgotten. Even as he looks down at the floor, he notices shoes that look akin to yours. Even having the little red stain on the top of your shoe from when you were pretending to paint like Bob Ross.

“Minho.”

His eyes widen as his neck almost snaps with the way he spins around so fast to see you. Just you.

He doesn’t know what to say. He hadn’t quite prepared what he was going to say in the time he was hiding behind the rack to you appearing behind him.

“Y/n…hey-hi. Hello.”

You look at him. No, you look straight through him. It’s as if your eyes are devoid of any emotion that you once had reserved for him and Jisung. When once he could feel the love from a longing gaze, he now feels goosebumps rise on his skin.

He can’t even hold back the way his eyes start to shimmer in the poorly lit store. Yet you aren’t a fool, you were always good at knowing whenever he got emotional. You would comfort him immediately. But you just stand there, your head tilting slightly.

He’s perturbed by your lack of reaction, but can he blame you? He made no effort to contact you once you had left. He is lucky he even gets you staring at him albeit like you just witnessed him kick a puppy.

All it took was one inhale. One inhale before you were rinsing into him. “You treated me like the shit on your shoe!” You would yell. An accusatory finger jabbing at his chest. The tears that threatened to fall from the corner of your eyes.

Boy oh boy did you let him know just how badly he and Jisung fucked up. How he used you, took you for granted. How he never gave back the love you were so generously going above and beyond to give to them.

The more you said, the more examples you shared of when he and Jisung made you feel like the third wheel. He couldn’t help himself as he started to sob. His tears fell down his cheeks and into his mouth.

Poor thing, you started to outright shake with anger as you just ripped him apart. And he stood there and let you. It’s the least he can do.

It wasn’t long until his confrontation with you alerted the casual consumers and an extremely bored store clerk who ushered the two of you out of the store.

The fresh air seemed to help you calm your erratic nerves. You couldn’t even look at him. Minho is almost regretful that he said to Jisung he didn’t have to join him with his errands today because he feels as if he is ready to break down any moment now and he needs the support from Jisung.

Oh.

Oh.

It’s like he was slapped in the face by your words, but he has now just been backhanded with realisation. He gets it now.

You needed them. You needed their support and they weren’t giving it to you. It’s as if it was muscle memory, to just gravitate to Jisung because it always was him until it was you and him.

The fact that it took him this long to realise. It took him seeing you sniffle and frustratedly wipe your tears that race down your cheeks to finally understand that you were calling out to them.

His hand instinctively reaches out to clasp your hand in his, but he acquiesces. He chooses to let it fall by his side, balling up into a fist.

“I’m sorry.” He said, his voice breaking into a choke. He hangs his head down in shame, remorse, cowardice.

“So am I.” You would say before ultimately leaving him. Figuratively and literally.

He isn’t sure how long he stands there frozen. Maybe seven minutes, perhaps thirty seconds.

All he knows is that it was too long. Too long to let you walk out of his life again without doing something to stop it.

He promised himself that night that he would never make that mistake again. So he lifts his head, looking frantically to figure out where you would’ve gone.

It’s as if the universe has granted him a second chance as he sees you in the distance. Just visible before he loses sight of you within the horizon.

Of course he doesn’t think as his feet start to move before his brain can process what he is doing.

As he runs he can hear the beating of his heart as it pumps for you. The blood rushing through his veins as it gives him energy to catch you.

Lest he lose the chance to fight for your heart and soul again, he runs like his life depends upon it. For you were never the missing piece of a puzzle, but the whole picture they longed to seek.

And now he can see it clearly.

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Astronomy (Han Jisung)

(Partially inspired by Tek it by Cafuné and Astronomy by Conan Gray)

(You can listen to either one of the songs while reading!))

Pairing: Han Jisung x Female reader

Genre: Angst

Warnings: Mentions of alcoholic parents, reader talks about getting high, mentions of drugs, break ups, Rock star Jisung, rock star Skz!

Characters: Y/n, Han Jisung, Seo Changbin, Kim Seungmin, Shin Ryujin, Lee Minho,+ possible mentions of other Skz members or idols

Enjoy!

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Backround

You and Jisung were two peas in a pod, as your mothers liked to say.

You were similar in many ways, but also fairly different.

The two of you grew up together. Your mothers were neighbors and both alcoholics and drug addicts. Jisung and his mother would come over to your house everyday. Your moms would send you both outside or to the corner store while they took drugs and drank.

At the time, you and Jisung were just children, both about five or six years old, but you were never afraid to walk around in the dark streets of the neighborhood, as long as Jisung was with you it was fine.

So that's how it went.

Most of your days were spent with Jisung, you both went to the same school and lived across from each other, so it was perfect.

Every summer was spent playing at the run down neighborhood park, or the woods behind your house, or the corner store with the nice old lady that gave you both free popsicles.

The summer before sixth grade, you and Jisung met a girl name Shin Ryujin, she was the granddaughter of the old lady at the corner store. Ryujin was a spunky little girl, and rather strange too. She had jet black hair that reached her mid back, and she was skinny with bruises and scrapes all over her body from playing in her grandmothers yard all the time. The three of you became good friends.

For a while, it was just the three of you: You, Jisung, and Ryujin.

Often, you'd find yourself being jealous when Jisung and Ryujin did something without you, and during seventh grade, you started disliking Ryujin.

You wanted to make Jisung jealous, and therefore you started hanging out with a shy boy in your class, Kim Seungmin. Seungmin was tall and scrawny and wore glasses, and his hair hung on his head like a mop.

You introduced him to Jisung and Ryujin, and Ryujin welcomed him with open arms, but Jisung on the other hand was bitter. But eventually the two became close, considering they were the only two guys in the group.

When freshman year of high school came for the four of you, the group was actually doing very well. You had realized that Ryujin wasn't trying to steal Jisung from you, and you and Ryujin had developed a sister relationship, and the guys were doing just fine as well.

The day before the first day of high school was spent at Ryujin's house, giving yourselves makeovers.

Ryujin had cut her hair and got blonde streaks, as well as a nose piecing.

You dyed your hair red and got two piercings on both your ears.

The first day of school, Ryujin's father drove you both. You remember Jisung blowing up your phone, asking you where you were and why you weren't waiting outside his door door to walk to school together, and saying he was leaving without you.

When you arrived to school you saw Jisung standing at the entrance, leaning against one of the pillars with one hand in his pocket, and the other holding his phone close with a pout on his face.

As soon as you and Ryujin stepped out of the car you called his name and ran up to him.

"Holy shit.." He'd said as you both approached him.

"You like it?" You asked him.

"Uhh, Of course I like it! But now I look boring compared to you guys." He frowned.

Ryujin giggled, "You still have Seungmin, he hasn't changed a bit!"

And she was right, because when Seungmin pulled up in his family's SUV, he stepped out looking the exact same, mop hair, glasses, skinny bones and all.

His mother rolled down her window, shouting "I love you's" and "have a great day" as he rolled his eyes in embarrassment and walked up to you guys.

"Tell you mom you love her!" Ryujin crossed her arms.

Seungmin shook his head, "She's so embarrassing.." He frowned.

"Hey, at least she likes you." You shrugged, thinking about how your mother stopped paying attention to you as soon as you had became a pre teen a few years ago.

Unlike the rest of you, Seungmin's family was rich. His father was a Ceo and his mother was a doctor. Though, his parents were divorced, his father still sent money every month for Seungmin and his mom, and was involved in Seungmin's life.

Your father on the other hand left as soon as you were born, and Jisung's father had left when Jisung was only four years old.

Your lives were truly messed up.

But it was okay.

Because you had each other.. Right?

...

Your senior year of high school was definitely eventful.

Your mother had THREE pregnancy scares, but she didn't actually end up pregnant. She had gotten a new boyfriend, you didn't even know his name, you didn't care.

She often went to his house, leaving you home by yourself, but at some point he'd started hanging out at your place, and before you knew it he was moving right in.

Obviously you didn't like this, and most of your time was spent at Ryujin's house, and some times you'd sleep over at Jisung's or Seungmin's.

You're senior year was when you actually started being interested in guys. You were never one to fawn over guys, you didn't understand it.

Maybe it was because you never had anyone to obsessed over, you never talked to any guys other than Jisung and Seungmin, and they were your friends, you didn't like them.

Well, that's what you thought.

Jisung had started focusing on his looks more, he grew out his hair and had started caring about his outfits instead of just throwing the closest fabric to him on his body.

He was just, different.

He was still your goofy Jisung, your best friend, but he'd matured, and you weren't the only one to notice. Girls at your school started crushing on him, and sending him confession letters.

Somehow, Jisung rejected each and everyone of them, turning them down politely

You'd asked him why which led to a goofy, awkward confession, which led to the both of you getting into a relationship.

And you two couldn't have been happier.

...

To this day you and Jisung were still, "two peas in a pod".

The two of you never argued or got into fights, and you intended to keep it that way.

But unfortunately, it did not work out that way.

"You're leaving?!?!" Jisung sprung up from the swing he'd been sitting on.

You sighed and looked at the ground.

High school had ended a month ago, and you and Jisung had no idea what to do with your lives.

Ryujin was going to go to the local University to study in the medical field, and Seungmin wanted to start training to be a professional baseball player.

But you had been contemplating what you wanted to do with your life, you and Jisung had always talked about starting a band together, but as you got older you realized you needed to have a back up plan, which is why you'd secretly applied to a University, but the problem was...it was all the way in America.

You honestly didn't think you would get in, and you totally forgot about it, until an email popped up on your phone, revealing that you had gotten in. And you didn't mention it to Jisung, not until now.

"Han, I'm sorry..I really am." You said, knowing he couldn't stay mad at you when you addressed him that way.

He scoffed, pushing his hair back in frustration.

"It's for our future Sung, it's for the best! I don't want to be stuck here forever, I do not want to end up like my mother, I refuse to end up like that." You were holding back tears now.

"I really don't know what to think Y/n.." Jisung sighed.

The both of you sat in silence for a while, until Jisung looked up at you, hands shaking, eyes teary, a painful smile on his lips.

"I think we should break up."

...

That Summer was the best and the worst one of your life.

Jisung, Seungmin, Ryujin, and you hung out every single day. You'd decided to make the most of your time with your friends, since it would be the last Summer with them for a while.

Things with Jisung weren't as bad as you thought they'd be, the two of you went back to being just best friends, and pretended like nothing ever happened. You both came to the conclusion that it'd be easier and less painful to say goodbye that way.

When the Summer was over and it was finally time to say goodbye, many tears were shed.

You honestly don't think you've ever cried that hard in your entire life. Leaving behind your best friends was heartbreaking. You were worried that overtime, they'd forget all about you.

"You're going on to do better things, I'm proud of you." Seungmin had told you.

Ryujin had made you promise to call her every night, even with the time difference.

Saying goodbye to Jisung was definitely the hardest thing.

You'd both spent practically your entire lives together, you'd never been apart for more than a few hours

The two of you had been together the night before, you had a sleepover with him, Seungmin, and Ryujin, but when the other two fell asleep, you and Jisung snuck out and revisited all your favorite childhood spots.

"We should get high, just once since I'm leaving." You'd suggested that night. So you did, and then you ended up falling asleep in each others arms, crying like babies.

Before you left Jisung had held you so tightly, crying into the crook of your neck, you doing the same. Neither of you wanted to let go, and you almost missed your flight.

When you finally reached LA, you were worn out.

You had ubered to the college campus and crashed as soon as you got to your dorm, you didn't even meet your roommate until the next day.

Your roommate, Sana, was a bubbly girl from Japan, you two had a bit of a struggle communicating, but you managed.

For the first few months, you kept your word and facetimed the group every day, but over time you all became too busy, and the face times turned into regular calls, and calls turned into group texts, and soon no one was available at the same time.

Those times were hard.

...

Four years.

Four years had passed.

You finally graduated college with a a degree in film, and you couldn't be happier.

You still kept in contact with everyone, mostly Ryujin.

Ryujin dropped out of college last year, she had gotten pregnant and now had a one year old baby boy named Jiyoung.

Seungmin hadn't become a famous baseball player, but he ended up coaching for a few teams, and he seemed pretty happy, you talked to him a good bit.

Jisung on the other hand...

Jisung had followed his dreams.

He was in a band, Stray Kids, along with 6 other guys, and sometimes Seungmin tagged along as a guest vocalist in some songs when he was free.

Stray Kids were doing great.

They were super popular in Korea, and internationally too. They'd gone on a few tours throughout Asia, and there were rumors spreading about a world tour soon.

You were proud.

You hadn't texted Jisung in a few months, the both of you were always busy.

When the two of you did talk, it was mostly a simple, "Hello, how are you," and nothing more. Your friendship had crashed and burned.

You still loved Jisung, and you knew he loved you, after all, you'd been friends for years and that doesn't just go away.

After thinking long and hard, you decided to go back to Korea.. You missed all of your friends, and you wanted to check up on your mother. So you packed your bags and left to Korea a week after Summer started.

When you arrived, the first place you headed was Ryujin's house.

You knocked and patiently waited for a minute, and she flung open the door.

"Y/n WHAT THE HELL?!?!"

She pulled you into a tight hug, sniffling a bit, indicating she had started to cry.

You were starting to tear up as well, it had been way to long since you'd last seen her and your other friends.

"When did you get here? Why didn't you tell me!" She asked, pulling away.

"I wanted it to be a surprise, duh! Now move over and let me in!" You play fully moved her to the side and walked into the house with your bags.

Ryujin helped you bring them in. It was obvious you'd be staying with her, you hadn't spoke to your mother in a long time, and even if you had, you wouldn't want too stay with her.

"Where's my nephew?" You asked, referring to Jiyoung.

"He's taking a nap right now, and dad and grandma are out of town. Speaking of that, how long will you be staying? You've got a lot of bags."

You sighed. "I don't want to go back to LA.. I missed you guys too much, I think I'm gonna stay..."

Her eyes widened. "Really?!?! That's great! You can stay here with me, dad, and grandma! It'll be so nice!"

"You'd let me live here?" You raised your eyebrows.

Ryujin nodded and smiled.

The two of you hung out until Jiyoung woke up, and then you both headed out with the baby to go and surprise Seungmin.

"Min lives in a different neighborhood now, its a private one. He shares a house with his cousin, its huge." Ryujin filled you in on Seungmin's living situation as you both pulled up to some gates.

She pressed a button and scanned a card and the gate opened.

The neighborhood was beautiful, tons of huge mansions stood side by side, you observed the homes you passed by until Ryujin pulled into the driveway of what was Seungmin's home.

It wasn't as big as the others, but it definitely was big. It was a cross between modern and traditional, it had to be worth at least two million.

You and Ryujin got out of the car. You stared in amazement at the house while Ryujin took Jiyoung out of his car seat.

You guys walked to the front door and Ryujin pulled out a key from her purse. You weren't surprised she had a key to Seungmin's house. When you were all younger he'd lose his keys several times, so each one of you had a copy in case of an emergency.

"Welcome to Seungmin's humble home." Ryujin joked as she opened the door.

The inside was petty simple and minimalistic, it was nice, but still very big.

"KIM SEUNGMIN!" Ryujin shouted.

A few seconds later you heard someone coming down the stairs. "Ryujin? What's up?"

Seungmin came down the spiral staircase, adjusting his glasses. He stopped when he saw you.

"What the actual... Y/n?"

"Hi!" You giggled.

He ran down the stairs and picked you up and spun you. You let out a laugh.

You weren't at all surprised by his reaction, the two of you were very close before you left, after all, he was your friend before he met Ryujin and Jisung, given that you had introduced them.

"I can't believe you're actually here!" He shook his head in disbelief.

"Yep, I'm here to stay." You grinned, making Seungmin smile even more.

A loud voice yelled Seungmin's name, interrupting your reunion.

"Seungmin! Is Ryujin here?" You looked up and saw a short, muscular guy coming down the stairs.

"Oh whose this?" He said, looking at you.

You on the other hand, were stunned. This was Changbin, a member of Stray Kids, he knew Jisung, and he was very famous.

"Oh! This is Y/n, you know my friend. Y/n, this is Changbin." Seungmin introduced you.

"Seungmin, what is a member of Stray Kids doing in your house!?"

Seungmin let out a laugh. "Changbin's my cousin! He came here after you left and he's good friends with Jisung, he's the one who helped him start Stray Kids." He explained.

Changbin gave you a small wave. "Hi! I've heard a lot about you, its good to meet you in person!"

"You too!" You said, still in shock.

"Does Jisung know your here?" Seungmin asked.

You nervously bit your lip. "I, uh..no. I don't even know if I'm going to see him."

Seungmin cocked and eyebrow. "Why not? Last time I checked you two were on good terms. You guys literally grew up together, why wouldn't you want to see him?"

You shrugged. "We haven't talked in a while, he's always busy, It would be awkward."

"You sure? From what I know he loves you a lot, he talks about you quite a bit. When we were discussing our world tour the other day he was thinking about visiting you in LA." Changbin spoke up.

"He was?" You were surprised by Changbin's statement.

He nodded. "He still considers you his best friend, trust me."

...

After Changbin told you that Jisung still considered you his best friend, you were considering going to see him.

You hung out with Ryujin, Seungmin, and Changbin for a few hours, and after a while you and Ryujin finally left, leaving Jiyoung at the house because Changbin wanted to watch him.

"I think you should go see Jisung." Ryujin suggested.

"Yeah, you're right." You sighed, throwing your head onto the back of your seat.

The two of you drove in silence, while you tried to collect your thoughts.

Before you knew it, you were in your old neighborhood, almost to Jisung's home.

"He still lives here?" You asked.

"Him and the rest of the guys all have a house together on the other side of town, AND an apartment in Seoul, but he stays at his mom's most of the time, Mrs. Han isn't in the best condition right now, so he stays with her." Ryujin explains as you pull up to his house.

"I'm gonna take a drive around the neighborhood, you have fun. Good luck." She says as you exit the car.

You take in your surroundings as you walk up to the house. The memories hitting you like a truck. You don't turn around, not wanting to see your house just across from Jisung's, if you do you might start crying.

You take a deep breath and knock on the door.

The door opens, and instead of Jisung, another guy opens the door. His hair is a dark purple color. His cat like eyes look you up and down, confused.

You recognize him as Minho, another member of Stray Kids. You know that him and Jisung were very close.

Minho seems to have an idea of who you are, but he doesn't say that.

"Yes?"

You fidget nervously with the bottom of your sweater. "Is uhm, is Jisung here?"

Minho nods and before he can call for Jisung, a voice comes from inside.

"Minho? Whose at the-"

Jisung stands behind Minho, eyes wide, mouth open in shock.

"Y/n?"

"Hi Sung." You smile.

He walks past Minho and gives you a hug.

"When did you get here?" His voice is quiet, muffled in your neck, but you can tell he's crying.

"Earlier this morning. Surprise!" You chuckle.

Jisung pulls away from you, and turns to Minho, they don't say anything, but Minho seems to know what Jisung means because he nods, gives the both of you a wave, and shuts the door.

"C'mon, we've got a lot to talk about.." Jisung grabs your hand and you both start walking.

The two of you end up at the park you always went to as kids. You both sit on the swing set.

"I'm proud of you Han." You speak.

He tilts his head. "For what?"

"You achieved your dreams! Your a star for crying out loud!"

He lets of a small laugh, but it comes out as more of a huff. "I guess you could say that."

"Don't be so humble." You playfully poke his side.

The two of you talk and laugh, just like old times.

"I see your close with Minho." You say.

"Oh, yeah, I guess you could say that." He shrugs, face heating up.

"Since when?" You ask him.

Jisung sighs, he couldn't lie to you. "A year after you left. I met him and you know, I didn't think I was, uhm..interested in guys, you know? But Minho is..he's something else."

You smiled. You were happy for him, but deep down there was a feeling of hurt, of pain. Jisung had moved on, and you still hadn't. You still had feelings for him.

"As long as you happy I'm good. You two are cute." You reassured him.

Jisung's face flushed and he looked at the ground.

"You're still important to me Y/n. Nothing will change that, you know." He looked up at you.

"Yeah, I know."

...

That night you went out with your friends. It was just like nothing had ever changed, like you had never left.

You and Ryujin wanted the guys to come over, but Jisung had to check on his mom, and Seungmin had a game to coach for the next day, so you and Ryujin said you goodbyes to them and went home.

As soon as you got back to Ryujin's house, you bursted into tears.

"Hey, hey, what's wrong?" Ryujin led you to the couch.

"I-Ryu, he doesn't-He doesn't love me anymore." You sobbed.

She wiped your tears and pulled your head to her chest. "It'll be ok."

You loved Jisung, and everything had been fine before you left, it was all your fault, you ruined everything.

If you hadn't left, you and Jisung would still be together, he would still love you.

But now, it would never work out.

Now all you could do was watch everything play out, him and Minho's relationship, his success, everything.

Now he was doing amazing, and you were just a chapter he'd closed, even though he told you that you still meant a lot to him, and that you'd always be best friends, he didn't need you anymore.

You'd both came from the same worlds, two kids with no father and drug head mothers, but now you were two worlds apart. Jisung was happy and successful, and though you had your whole life ahead of you, you were stuck in the past, in something that would never happen again.

You'd have to watch as things happened in front of you, you'd have to come to terms with the fact that even though Jisung owned your heart, you no longer owned his.

You had to move on.

...

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This didn't turn out quite how I wanted it to, but I hope you guys like it!

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